Eskimo

Before I say anything about the actual topic I am writing about today, I want to say something else.

Yesterday, I was not in the best of moods. I was cranky. And TIRED. And irritated with the world. And I didn't write yesterday's post about anyone or any blog in particular. I am sorry if I offended anyone or hurt anyone's feelings. I especially was not referring to any one of the brilliant women on my blogrolls (or men..there are a few of them too).

Now. What I was really going to say.

Ever since Isaac was a newborn, I have given him eskimo kisses. And I sing the "let's rub noses" song to him. It makes him laugh because my hair tickles him.

As he has grown, he learned what was coming when I say "Eskimo!" Just the other day, he started to lean into my face and put his nose up against mine. Even if I am not that close by, he will crawl over to me.

It melts my heart. :) And makes me feel like I can, as a mother, actually teach my child something.