 And they don't always like it. I kiss my 14 year old and my 12 year old, you know, on the forehead and left. I have memories of my mother kissing me when I'm little, like five years old before my parents break up. And the next memory I have of her kissing me, like, you know, fully kissing me on the mouth, like, you know, you kiss your baby like you love them is when I'm graduating from college. And I walk across the stage and she hugs me and she kisses me.