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Nice article about the importance of love and affection for development of babies

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/health/healthnews/7910558/Babies-shown-affection-cope-better-as-adults.html


Telegraph baby article

Won't be new news but I like the wording of "showering babies with affection".

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-10759511


Veryseriousgirl, my daughter does this too. When I ask her for a kiss, she sticks her tongue out - strange little thing! I've taught her the right way and now she makes the "mmmmmmmwah" sound effect followed by a very wet peck on my cheek!

I do believe in showering the little people in affection. I am always kissing and cuddling my nieces/nephews/charges/son. They love it, and you can see they love basking in the attention. I do honestly believe that a child bought up with lots of praise and attention grows up to be secure and happy. I would hate to be one of those families that when they grow up do not cuddle or kiss each other much.

There is nothing like a big kiss and cuddle.

I love it when my son toddles towards me with his mouth ready for a big slobbery kiss. Doesn't happen very often though. My husband and I have to do a big sickening 'kiss for mummy/daddy' and then he wants to join in.

Re the article, not new news as you say nylon, and possibly one for making parents feel guilty when it hasn't been a day of showering affection (certainly has happened in our house).

The day my son is democratically elected Emperor of the World with a sweeping majority having created peace and prosperity across the globe and credits me with his flawless upbringing in his witty yet humble acceptance speech, while simultaneously playing the banjo on a unicycle, I shall think 'Yes, I really did a great job as a mother'.


Meanwhile, I'll just trog on and see whether I can remember to glue Buzz Lightyear's arms back on this evening, or just forget again.

jalapeno Wrote:

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> And I shall commend myself on the excellent yet

> infallible parenting bestowed on my daughter when

> she sits next to the Emperor as the lady of the

> throne, her majesty the Queen!


Ooh, shall we introduce them? I do have to warn you that my son recently announced that he is already married to a very sweet little girl we know, hope you don't mind a spot of bigamy...

Of course not. A court of concubines is paramount to the mental and physical well being of any Emperor.


Thus some legislation permitting a concubine to be coronated as "the queen" during the time of his majesty's reign is a must to harbour safety of all females. I hope you find my concerns are of a genuine matter!

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