On the subject of kissing

When you return, Jesse, there's this chubby loveliness ready for nuzzling and kissing:

Or these super cute cheeks, peeking out from under your hat:

But I'm afraid my lips are off limits, as I'm wearing stress and sleep-deprivatioon* on my face in the form of a nasty, rapidly developing cold sore. Very sad:

*To be honest, I'm okay with the cold sore. Happy, even. I have a bad track record with the immune system nosedive triggered by excessive stress+sleep deprivation. Got shingles a few years back after an all-nighter finishing my dissertation (same base virus as the cold sore, so this is much preferred!). Got bronchitis and pneumonia while pregnant with Josiah in a similar set of circumstances. Yep, this is definitely much preferred!