Z is for zillions of kisses.
My boy is a daddy's boy. If daddy is around, momma is beneath chopped liver! When daddy isn't around, though, momma is queen again. That's when the fun starts. He will come up and give me zillions of kisses. I love it, of course. I also know this won't last forever. I know as he grows up I'll be lucky get a "good-bye mom" as he rushes past. So I will treasure the moments he gives me zillions of kisses an imprint the memories on my heart.