Tales of kisses and other mushy stuff
July 26, 2013 11:16AM
Updated: August 29, 2013 7:54PM
Anybody out there who doesn’t like an appropriate kiss or two now and then? Margaret Allum tells us about “The Best Kind of Kiss?” of all.
We join our heroine as she tells us about all the wonderful kisses she knows. We begin with big kisses and a gorilla and move on to small kisses with a lady bug, neither of which I have ever given any thought of kissing.
A hen gives a pecky kiss, and a dolphin gives a smoochy, lip-smacky kiss, and we move on to a lion for a “cat” kiss and a dog for a waggly kiss.
Butterflies and flowers, dandelions and snowflakes come into play as well. Angry kisses and “leaving” kisses, arriving kisses and a “rosy-cozy-grandma-kisses” keep us going. We end with two special kisses, a “snuggly-cuddly-mommy” kiss and the best, a “big-bristly-growly-daddy kiss!”
I hope you can add some kisses of your own to this charming list.
I lived in Kansas for several years and am in awe of the pioneers who left everything behind and, in a wagon, went out there (and further west) to settle the land. They knew they would not get back easily...
In “Kisses on the Wind” by Lisa Moser, we get a glimpse of what it was like for a little one to make this trip.
Lydia’s parents are packed and ready to leave for Oregon. Lydia is not ready to say goodbye to her grandmother.
She hides in the barn as she feels if they can’t find her, she can’t go. Grandma lures her out to the swing and Grandma says she is “doing a lot of picturing” so she won’t forget when Lydia is gone.
Grandma gives Lydia a little brown book full of stories for Lydia to remember. They walk around the farm, picturing and remembering, crying and laughing, as they review their fun together.
They decide that they can send kisses on the wind and we leave a sad Lydia sending kisses to her Grandma from the back of the wagon.
We all know that boys often seem to go through a stage when kisses are yucky and icky. In “Zero Kisses For Me” by Virginia Soumagnac, we meet a young man who has just decided that he is too big for a goodnight kiss tonight.
His mother asks why. His reply is that she is always giving him kisses.
She kisses him when he goes out in the rain, when she calls him honeybunch, when she tells him he is as sweet as candy, and more.
Furthermore, the whole family likes to kiss him as well.
He makes a grand declaration that he is no longer anyone’s “tootsy-wootsy, huggy bear, kissy-snooks. No more MUSH!”
Then, bedtime comes. Mother is fine with it. She kisses bunny instead and goes out of the room.
Then, it is dark and our little “strong man” soon calls for “Mama!!”
She comes to the rescue with a big hug and lots kisses and he’s not scared any more.