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I actually do it differently. Of course, I do everything differently. hehe
I sit on the floor with my son on my lap, facing me. He has to straddle me with his legs behind me. I wrap my arms around his upper arms, essentially pinning his arms to his side. I then 'rest' my head next to his and rock side to side. With my head on his, he can't head butt me. When he was younger, he bit me on my arm. I usually talk to him quietly while rocking and tell him I love him and kiss his face. He usually screams at me and gets mad while I kiss him. I just keep doing it. He ends up melting, crying and hugging me tightly.
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