So, I'm sitting on the floor watching Kaia (2 years old) open her birthday presents, and LB is wandering in and out of the people, gifts, and piles of wrapping paper. He waved to the line of people he didn't know sitting in the chairs near me as he walked down the line. Suddenly he comes running at me. He runs into me and I hug him, then I let him go. He then starts pushing me, apparently unhappy that he didn't manage to knock me over when he ran into me. So I lie back taking him with me, so he's lying on top of me. He scoots up, like he often does, to snuggle with me. Usually at this point he wriggles away and runs off to play with something else. However this time, he pushes up and looks at me. Then he proceeds to kiss me over and over and over again. All I could do was laugh as he did this, it was so sweet and wonderful. Once again, I'm happy that I've got him, the bestest baby ever!!