It was my heart. Exploding.
She kissed me.
After nursing her when we got home yesterday, I was giving Ali kisses. We have a game where I'll say "kisses!" then kiss her right cheek, and then "kisses!" and kiss her left cheek. Back and forth. Quickly. So, "kisses!-smooch-kisses!-smooch-kisses!-smooch-kisses!-smooch-kisses!-smooch..." She loves it (especially when she has a nice full tummy) and it inevitably gets her smiling from ear to ear.
Well, yesterday, after about four kisses, she leaned her head toward me with her mouth open and planted one on my cheek. I thought maybe it was just a fluke--this kid puts everything in her mouth these days, so why would my cheek be any different?--so I did our kisses game again. Sure enough, after about four kisses, she leaned forward, mouth open, and planted another kiss on my cheek. We went back and forth, giving each other kisses, for a couple of minutes.
My heart? Ka-BOOM.