My no kiss him

Ken was at the museum, as is usual, Thursday night but since Melissa was away, Reid and I stayed home. We kissed him when he left and then had a nice, relaxed evening. As we walked into her bedroom, though, she stopped short, looked at me with a worried expression and said, “My no kiss him”. I reminded her that she had kissed Daddy when he left to go to the museum and offered to call him. She accepted eagerly and spoke with him gave the phone a tight hug and kiss. Then, she could go to sleep.

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