The Licking Monster

Genevieve came running wildly into our room tonight laughing, giggling, and screaming, “Aaaaaaahhhhhh . . . the licking monster.” Sure enough, not too far behind was Mr. James with his tongue out, ready to lick Genevieve, if only he could get close enough to her. He’s a bit tongue obsessed lately. Just last week he told me he wanted to give me a tongue kiss. I quickly explained to him that that is not a good way to kiss your mom and to please keep his tongue to himself. So glad we got all our flu shots this year.