Somehow Kyle has learned how to blow bubbles. Not just any bubbles, though. Big, spitty ones that dribble down his chin and lay to rest in his neck fat. Oh, how I love baby neck fat. I lean one way and he follows me by turning his head, leaving his neck wide open; and then I quickly switch back to the other side and nibble and munch on his warm baby fat while he screams and giggles and tries to push me away. We've always nibbled on the boys' necks but I think I enjoy Kyle's the most. He has the most baby neck fat.
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