"I can honestly say that I feel for your mom if you were never this little and that I hope she didn't try to be brave and go all-natural when you were born."
She smiles, though. Grins, in fact, from the combination of his hand against her cheek and that tiny peal of laughter coming from little Beth.
There's probably just something wonderfully amusing going on in that baby brain of hers, but she certainly is making seem like she likes displays of affection.
"But I love you, too."
Still grinning, Beth turns her head and kisses Spike's palm, then lowers her top half so her face is nearly level with Junior's, picks up the cloth frog, and hops it closer to her.
Eventually she might have to grab Spike's tie herself.
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Date: 2006-11-17 03:54 am (UTC)She smiles, though. Grins, in fact, from the combination of his hand against her cheek and that tiny peal of laughter coming from little Beth.
There's probably just something wonderfully amusing going on in that baby brain of hers, but she certainly is making seem like she likes displays of affection.
"But I love you, too."
Still grinning, Beth turns her head and kisses Spike's palm, then lowers her top half so her face is nearly level with Junior's, picks up the cloth frog, and hops it closer to her.
Eventually she might have to grab Spike's tie herself.