Before I forget this one:
Sunday morning as we begin to wake up, G leans over and gives me a kiss.
Then she says: "Mama, do you're mouth smell stinky?"
Me: "Um yeah probably."
G: "Well, den why did I kiss you?"
Me: "Um I dunno."
G: "Well, probly cos I wub you." (wub=love)
Sometimes she just melts my whole heart.
She is not one to initiate affection. She very rarely chooses to kiss me first and only has started doing it sometimes within the last year. We have been home two years. Attachment is a life long process and I am enjoying every minute of it.