When I was a kid, I'd kiss my Pops and I still would (if we could stand to be in the same state long enough), even though I'm a grown man. Again, though, I don't know if he still feels like he did when I was a kid. Any displays of affection seem to make him uncomfortable, these days.
So, I guess I should put this stuff in the past tense.
In general, though, we're the kissing-est damned family I've ever seen.
In what ways do you (or others) think your family is unusual?