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He crooned his love song and I felt like the luckiest mom on the planet.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t stop smiling.\u00a0 After a while of gazing deeply into my eyes, he puckered up and leaned forward, so I did too.<\/p>\n

He leaned a little farther in\u2026\u2026.and planted a big juicy one on the reflection of himself in my sunglasses. He then pointed a chubby finger at his smiling reflection on my sunglass lens and said \u201cMe!\u201d Then he leaned forward and kissed himself again.<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

This morning at the pool, I was reclining on the steps with #6 on my lap facing me.\u00a0 He kept smiling every time that he caught my eye.\u00a0 Finally, he placed one small hand on either side of my face, smiled hugely, sighed and said \u201clove, love\u2026love, love love\u201d in the sweetest sing song voice. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1979,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-611","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"yoast_head":"\nMy Son Narcissus<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"This morning at the pool, I was reclining on the steps with #6 on my lap facing me. He kept smiling every time that he caught my eye. 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