Kiss and tell

I used to get a hug and a big kiss when I dropped Michael off at school. Sometimes he would even wave goodbye from the classroom window.

For the last couple of weeks, he has allowed me to kiss his forehead before he goes into the playground, but only if I do it behind the car where nobody else can see, and only if he is not expected to kiss me back.

Yesterday, as I drove up to the school, he let me know that things are about to change.

"Mom, I don't need a kiss this morning. You can kiss me at the end of the day when you get home."