Today I saw two brothers, both between the ages of four and six, happily reunited on the subway after school. Their mom was tired and closing her eyes as the train lurched. The older brother flicked a piece of lint off his sibling’s bottom lip. “Hold still,” he said, and the younger boy obediently puckered.
Debris removed, the little boy squealed, “I’m going to kiss you!” And he did. Right on the mouth. The older one giggled and tried to duck.
Then he said, “Look. Let me show you how to kiss girls.” He softened his eyes and cocked his head. “Kiss me, sexy baby,” he purred to baby brother. They smooched.
I would very much like their mom to film this instruction and show it to them someday when they’re in middle school.
