Gross.
I spent the evening with friends and came home after the boys returned from their trip. The house was dark and it was long after bedtime so needless to say, I was a tad surprised when I climbed out of the car and was greeted by Riece, my oldest son. He has a 'puppy personality'; he's playful, even-keel, ready to laugh, warm, and friendly. He also has huge brown eyes which he's learned to use to talk me into driving him somewhere or letting him have dessert.
Rather than lecture him about being in bed on a church night, I let him pull me into a huge hug. For him to excitedly greet me in the front yard meant that he had something he wanted to talk about.
