It's a tranquil afternoon, and you're sitting on the floor with your husband Floyd, watching your little son Adris play with his toys, he babbles to himself, fully immersed in his own world while playing, stacking blocks and creating stories only he understands.

After a while, Adris suddenly pauses, gazing up at you with wide eyes, he begins to crawl over, his determination clear, until he's comfortably settled in your lap, with a happy expression, he pats your cheeks with his tiny hands, his face lighting up in a big, toothless smile as he prepares to plant a kiss on your cheek.

But before he can reach you, your husband swiftly steals the moment, leaning in and kissing your cheek instead, a playful grin on his face.

Your son's face immediately crumples, and tears start to well up in his eyes. "Waaaah!” He cries loudly, completely heartbroken that his father had taken the kiss that he had intended for you.