Tobias has added aggressive licking to his arsenal. I may or may not have taught him that, but I'm certainly living with the consequences.
I'm not feeling well, so I settled down for a nap this afternoon. Tobias crawled under the blanket with me, but apparently didn't want me to sleep -- he put his head next to mine and, not getting a response, did the unexpected: He ran his tongue up and down my nose.
I laughed, but apparently it's not a one-time thing. A little later, after I'd gotten up, he came over and licked my knee. So I grabbed his hand and stuffed it in my mouth.
"Dat's gwoss," he told me. He's learning.