Purple Kisses and Golden Hugs


“Okay, honey, give Mommy a hug and kiss goodnight ¬†and then you need to close your eyes and go to sleep!”

I help her start to get into bed and under the covers. “What color kiss you want?” she asks with a smile.

“Hmmm…how about yellow.”

“Let me see if we have any.” She looks at the palm of her hand and starts scanning with two fingers of the other as if she’s flipping through the pages of a book. “Sorry, we runned out of yellow. How about purple?”


“What color hug you want?”


“Sorry,” she says shrugging her shoulders apologetically, “we don’t have pink. We have rainbow or golden.”

“I’ll take golden– with an extra squeeze, please.”

“Okay,” she smiles. With colors decided, she takes my face in her hands to deliver the order. “Purple kiss,” she says and then plants a big kiss on my lips. “And golden hug.” She wraps her arms around me and holds tight.

“Don’t forget the extra squeeze,” I say. We giggle.

“I love you, Baby. Now get some sleep.”


Charlie started that routine out of the blue one night. I have no idea where it came from, but it really doesn’t matter. They won’t be the last kisses or hugs of the night ¬†because she’ll call me in her room at least three more times before she finally falls asleep. But the first bedtime hugs and kisses– the ones with colors– those are my favorite.


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