That little boy is just so stinking excited. He thinks he is just the coolest.
You know what I think? I think that this is exactly how God feels when we finally let ourselves be loved. When we finally just turn and lay one on those holy lips (in a sense). I bet God beams from ear to ear. Or maybe even brag a little... "Hey! Peter! St. Pete! Guess what! Me and her kissed!!"
Or maybe we are like the little boy. You know Mother Mary once said in an appartion, "If you knew how much I love you, you would weep for joy"... or let out a "woohoo" and a high five.
I high five every time I kiss.