How does he do it? How is it that I just look at his oversized brown eyes on his boyish face and melt. How is it possible that his computer artwork made me grin and made my heart skip a beat. Sean is just six but he is pure affectionate love, he loves to hold my face in his hands and “kiss me around the world” and in every language, there’s the cat kiss (a cheek rub), the well known Eskimo and Butterfly kisses and then the every special eye kisses. Mommy’s eyes get worse every year and he’s trying to reverse the damage with love. At night he loves to argue – I love you more than you love me to which my nightly reply is that’s impossible.
