Murrow’s been judiciously doling out hugs and kisses lately. Sometimes they’re open-mouthed and slobber-tastic. Sometimes they’re no-nonsense, tight-lipped affairs. But they’re always sweet. Today, as we were catching up with the nanny after work, Murrow walked himself over to 8-month-old Maiya, gave her a big bear hug, and planted a juicy one on, well, all over her face. Apparently, I’m not the only girl in Murrow’s love life.