K is for Kiss

Last night I went to the store by myself. I waited until we'd had dinner, so I cleaned up things from that then headed out. This meant that Matt would have to put Zachariah to bed. Before I left I told Zachariah goodnight and hugged and kissed him. Then I said bye to Matt and gave him a kiss too. Zachariah saw me kissing Matt, and he came running to me before I left and said "tiss tiss". He wanted another kiss. So sweet. He wrapped his little arms around my neck and gave me big kiss. Then he said "see see" and ran to the window. "Yes, baby, you can watch me leave. Now be good for Daddy. Good night." He watched at that window until I couldn't see him anymore. That sweet little boy melts my heart.

And he was good for his daddy. But when I got home Matt told me about a few problems. When he was getting pajamas on Zachariah he accidentally zipped up his belly. Poor guy, he has a little red spot there from it. It's just one of those things that's bound to happen. Then after he'd been in bed for a while, he started yelling for Matt. He went in his room, and Zachariah was sitting sideways with both legs hooked through the slats - stuck. Matt said it's a good thing he didn't break his legs the way he was stuck in there. He figures Zachariah must have been jumping on the bed to get in that position. By the time I got home all was quiet and Zachariah was finally sleeping peacefully. Thank goodness.