Puckered lips

Every morning before I leave for school, I climb back into bed to kiss Taylor goodbye.
Right as he hears me climbing into bed, his lips immediately "pucker" for a kiss.
It always makes me laugh.
Sometimes I wait to see how long his half-asleep self will keep his lips puckered before I finally do kiss him goodbye.
So far, the longest he's laid there (keep in mind, he's half asleep, eyes closed) with his puckered lips, waiting for me to kiss him, is 48-hippopotamus-seconds.
This is easily my favorite part of every day.

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