There’s nothing sweeter than a Hershey’s Kiss. The girls love it, and I have a weakness for it. What a great co-conspirator for Operation Bedtime Kiss.
I slipped one Kiss under Simone and Nadia’s pillows before I went to the airport. Plan A: The girls would find the Kisses at bedtime. Not such a good idea. They’d want to eat them and that would not be good for their teeth. Plan B: I’d call around bathtime and tell them to look under their pillows. Perfect.
I wanted the girls to know I was thinking about them while I was in Chicago. Their squeals let me know they got the point. Nadia thought I had magical powers. “How did you do that?” she wanted to know. Simone reported again and again to her grandmother what I had done.
The best part was when I came home a few days later. Simone and Nadia are always excited to welcome me home. Hearing them say “Mommy!” makes my heart leap. This time they said they had a surprise for me. It was in my room, under my pillow. That’s where I found two Kisses.
How sweet. I was so thankful to be home, and I think we just started a family tradition.