uncomplicated love...

every night, i stop at my son's bed and smother him in hugs and kisses.  he pretends to wipe them off and i've explained that he is just rubbing them in, the kisses that is.  then i get to my daughter's bedside and repeat the same smothering.  when i am done with my daughter my son says hey i didn't get a hug.   as if, but i know he is just wanting another round of smothering. 

almost every night without fail, this exchange happens as i am walking out of my kids room and headed downstairs

good night mamma. see you in the morning

night beauty. thanks for the warning

and almost every time precious little girl giggling ensues.  unbeknownst to my kiddos i smile all the way down the steps.  my heart filled to capacity with their love.

what i wouldn't give to capture those moments, bottle them and release them on tough days, encapsulating myself in a cloud of pure, unaltered kid love.  the love from a child is probably the best love there is.  it is uncomplicated love.  children come as a blank canvas.  they don't carry extra baggage.  they don't have preconceived ideas. they don't have expectations.  they flit through their day loving unconditionally much like a dog does.

so here's what i want to know, is it possible to have this uncomplicated love as an adult?