Biting them. I can't help it. I have a killer case of cute aggression.
I remember reading a passage in L.M. Montgomery's
The Blue Castle where a character who lost her baby describes how much she loved him. She tells Valency, the main character, who doesn't have any children, about how she "used to bite his satin-smooth little face all over--softly, so as not to hurt him, you know--" Valency interrupts her, saying, "I know--a woman always knows--and dreams--" That same reaction is described in this article, (
“Tears of Joy” May Help Us Maintain Emotional Balance - Association for Psychological Science) which explains my strange response to adorableness better than I ever could.
I just can't resist taking a few nibbles. I try to get in as many as possible before they get teeth and start reciprocating. Unfortunately both of my children are showing signs of being just as violently affectionate as I am, so I need to be constantly vigilant against counter-attacks.
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I'm always saying that Ponchik is so delicious, I want to eat her. I'm always kissing her and hugging her and rubbing her head, which she loves to no end. :) (We also say frequently that she is our "dessert")
I love biting my babies, too. I told them that the nurses told me that if I wanted them to grow properly, I had to nibble them on a daily basis.
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