Wednesday night is Daddy-Darcy night.
Tonight we were in the basement and Darcy was about to climb onto a couch. I said, "Darcy, come give Daddy a hug." She stopped what she was doing, walked clear across the basement and gave me a hug. Then I said, "And a kiss?" Smack! She planted it right on my cheek.
Although, I do wish she'd stop eating the stuffing from the couch.