When Tatum and I depart from one another, we kiss each others’ hands. This comes from the cutest little book called The Kissing Hand.
It’s about a little raccoon who doesn’t want to go to school, so his mommy has him open up his little paw, and she kisses it. He then feel warm love tingles going up his arm into his heart. Then, every time he touches his face with his kissed hand, he experiences her love. They trade kisses on each others’ hands.
It’s now a tradition with us.
you think Coti wants in on the kissing action?
