150-200. That's approximately how many kisses I would guess Frankie gets from Charlie in a day. And that's not an exaggeration. I tried counting one day, knowing I would never keep up. We hit 25 before 8:00 a.m. And we woke up at 7:45. And there is no shortage of kisses from the rest of the family, either.
Poor Charlie unfortunately hears "No " a lot more with the new baby, especially since his 2-year-old body isn't really capable of moving with the grace and care required to gently lean over a sleeping baby for a kiss. In turn, we have also been hearing "No" a lot more from Charlie, but overall we have been adjusting well. All three older kids are completely in love with their new brother, as it should be.
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