Kissy Kiss

This evening, in effort of being the "cool" mom I think I am, I allowed my 2 children to stay up past their bedtime this Friday night. Not knowing what was good for me (as always), I was faced with carrying my 6 year old daughter up the stairs and into her bed. It's been a while since doing this, I must add that she is not a light load. I managed fine though, only once bumped her head (slightly) on the stair rail, and her feet on the door. As she lay asleep, undisturbed in her bed, I bent down to kiss her cheek. It was so precious. I'll admit there was much emotion backing the sweet peck I'd placed. Through my mind the thought played, "what if this was this kiss was the last kiss I could give her". It was then that I thought about the essence of a kiss. Why is it when we kiss that we suck in and produce a smacking sound with our lips? If we don't make the  kissy sound is the kiss still as kiss? I wonder if I'm cheating if I just let my lips touch, say my grandmothers face. Of course its not. What was I thinking. I guess in life kissing becomes one of those things we just do, without thinking. Unless of course it's a new subject that we're kissing. Wonder who first came up with it. Why not simply rub elbows or touch ears. Nonetheless, I like kissing, and I love Amya as well.