I wake to the touch of a pair of small, damp lips on my cheek.
"Good morning, Mommy."
"Good morning to you, Jack."
He climbs half over me to lean down and give his father the same treatment, then retreats back to the side of our bed.
"You want to get in the middle and snuggle, Buddy?"
"No thank you. I just wanted to come kiss you good morning. I'm going back to bed now."
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