We've got a few things going on right now. And Zeke has been a super-duper supertrooper through it all. We're focusing a lot of our attention on the twins. Watching the clock. Ticking off the days. Waiting for them to show up for their birthday party. But we don't want to neglect to share Zeke's special moments as their births approach.
To that end, Zeke has recently discovered the joys of kissing. He kisses people, pets, and inanimate objects of all shapes and sizes (doorknobs, for example). It's wonderful to have an affectionate son. He's enthusiastic, but still working out the finer points. Right now, he's got a problem with duration. And a problem with pronunciation.
Zeke's typical kiss lasts a minimum of twenty seconds. He just parks his lips and stays there until you pull away. When it's over you feel sort of awkward. Violated, almost. Zeke, on the other hand, feels a major sense of accomplishment. He shouts, "A Piss! Piss! Piss! A Piss!"