The day my son kissed me...

There are some moments of life that no string of words do justice to. I experienced one such yesterday - the day when my son planted his first kiss on my cheek with a huge 'tch' sound. I was in seventh heaven. The Seniol has been trying to teach him how to kiss. He is one of those kids who doesn't know how to give a flying kiss yet and I like it that way for some reason.

So, yesterday I was putting him to sleep for his morning nap when I told him, "LG..give me a muchchu (kiss in Tamil." He quickly snuggled up to me, climbed over my tummy and hugged me and then gave this huge kiss with a big 1000 watt smile. I was stunned and happy. He repeated through the day as with any new thing he learns and was only too eager to give his dad when he returned from work.

I so wish moments such as these don't go away. I've never felt more happier. The Seniol says LG looks up to me for everything now - a big change from the time he was born. It didn't matter to him whether it was me or The Seniol washing his bum, putting him to sleep etc. For the mundane activities, it still makes no difference if either of us does it. But when he is uncomfortable or wakes up cranky in the middle of the night, I am his comfort zone.

He is growing fast. Before we realise, he would be sixteen ready to fly out of our nest. For now, I am happy to spend these happy moments with him.