No kissing

Robbie and Annie have always been especially close. I like to think it's because they share a birthday. However, in recent weeks, he has had a short fuse when it comes to his sister. He doesn't want her to hug him. Saying he's cute is an offense worthy of severe punishment.

Personal boundaries must have been on Robbie's mind tonight at church. He leaned over to me and asked me how to spell "kissing." I told him and watched as he started to write something on a piece of paper. Here was his finished product:

When I showed it to Annie, she -- of course -- leaned over and kissed him on the head. In retaliation, he reached up to my ear and whispered, "Tell Annie she is grounded from Justin Bieber for the rest of the day!"

This kid means business.

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How to break a heart in 5 words or less

This morning as I was dropping the kids off at school, I said "Everyone give me a kiss."

Annie and Charlie quickly complied. But Robbie, my baby (ok, he's 5-1/2, but he's still my baby), said, "I don't need a kiss."

Ouch! My heart is breaking again on the recall.

"Well, I do," I told him.

Thankfully, he obliged. Otherwise, I might have had to go home, crawl back under the blanket and hide from the fact that my baby is growing up.