My son is becoming a head-butting maniac.
At six months, Avery’s Lola taught him how to show affection. She’d place her forehead close to his and say “Untog, untog, untog…” He’d smile and gently bump foreheads with her. The untog-ing started catching on. I found myself using gentle head-butting to communicate affection to my son more and more.
Recently, I’ve started some gentle rough-housing with Avery. Rolling around with him on the floor. Pinning him down and blowing raspberries on his stomach.
Somewhere, the untog-ing and rough-housing have merged into an affectionate but dangerous, even maniacal head-butting that almost took out my front teeth. Twice.
I think I’m going to teach him some other way to show affection.