Mr. Charming

"Mommy..." The little man blows a kiss onto my cheek. "Your eyes are beautiful." "Really? Thank you, sweetie." "I mean the color." Gestures toward my eye shadow. "It's beautiful." Another tender kiss. "I also like your hair. I like it best if you do it this way." Pulls my hair back. "You mean a pony tail?" "Yes. A pony tail. I don't want you to cut it short again. Ever!" "We'll see about that." "Mommy?" Another kiss lands on my cheek. "Your ohrringe are beautiful, too." "You mean my earrings?" "Your earrings, yes. I like them. And your necklace, too. Actually everything. I like everything about you." Keep going, sweetie, keep going... "Tell me, honey. Do you also kiss the girls at school like that?" "Yessss..." "Who?" "Talia." "Only Talia?" "And Naomi. Naomi T." Says a 4-year-old. Does charm increase with age?