"He wasn't kissing me. He was trying to EAT MY EYEBALL!"
Perhaps some context is in order.
This morning, Nathan was crawling all over me smothering my face with his big, open-mouth, drool-laden kisses.
However, on one instance, he bared his teeth, dug a couple into the fleshy part at the top of my cheek below my eye and clamped down.
Then he kept pushing forward over my face dragging my cheek with him. Until, of course, my cheek would go no further and his teeth pulled free... without letting go.
OW OW OW OW!
Of course, being an infant, he doesn't know he's doing anything wrong. And he's too damn cute to ever get mad at especially when he gives you that giant goofy smile. So you do your level best to simply move on. And pray you're not bleeding everywhere.
I love him.