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Lately, I’ve been trying to teach Niko how to give kisses. So far all he can seem to muster is coming in with his mouth wide open and then proceeding to slobber all over my cheek or neck. He seems to understand what it means when I say “Give Mama a kiss.”: it’s just that he hasn’t quite honed his technique yet. But the truth is, I actually enjoy these slobbery displays of affection. I realize this “baby” time is fleeting and later on (probably sooner than later) he will grasp how to give a proper kiss, and then these slobbery messes will be only a memory. So for now, as strange as this may sound, I’m relishing the baby slobber.

Another way Niko has taken to showing his affection is by giving what we can only call the forehead hug. If he’s close to your face, and you ask for a kiss, he will reach out his little baby arms and hands, grab hold of your cheeks and pull your forehead to his. And in the midst of it all, he usually plants a wet one somewhere on the canvas of your face. It’s just so sweet. Although the result can sometimes be two foreheads colliding in somewhat of a “kerplunk”. He just does it so quickly that sometimes I don’t have time to slow down the movements to avoid the forehead smash. Either way, he doesn’t seem to mind and neither do I.

Note: I tried to catch the forehead hug on camera, but it’s hard to take a picture at the same time as receiving one of these little hugs. Maybe when Daddy gets home, I’ll take a picture of him and Niko in action, in hopes that I can get a clearer shot of this too cute move.

The arrivals sections at any airport terminal is usually one of happiness, coupled with all the happy reunions of friends and family, (unless you are one of those poor souls who steps out into the terminal, eagerly scanning the crowd, looking for your people, only to discover they have yet to arrive, leaving you feeling despondent). Anyway, yesterday Niko and I happily made the trek to the Ottawa airport to pick up Ciocia Ola and as we waited for her to come through customs, we had a good half hour on our hands and I couldn’t help but notice (and be happily amused by) all the different types of hugs that were happening around me as family and friends were reunited after their flights, for the holidays. Certain types of hugs really made an impression on me:

1. The “I haven’t seen you in so long, and I’m gonna run into your arms, Grandma” hug.  This one was between a girl, perhaps 5 years old, and her Grandma.  When the little girl saw her, she ran towards her screaming with glee and wrapped her little arms tightly around her waist.

2. The “I am overjoyed to see you, let’s hug and jump around in tight little circles” hug. This one was between two friends or perhaps sisters.

3. The “Man” hug. This was between two men: it was the I’m happy to see you but we’re men, so let’s hug and clap each other firmly on the back at the same time.

4. The “Torso” hug.  This happened when a woman came out of customs, saw her friend or sister, but her arms were laden with suitcases, so she kept her hands on the suitcases and offered her torso up for hugging, and hugged it was, very tightly.

5. The “I missed my daughters” hug.  This was between a woman and her two young daughters.  The woman broke into tears when she saw them and I saw her mouth the words, “I missed you!” and she picked them up and hugged them tightly through her tears.

6. The “long, extended” hug. This happened when the two people met up and simply wrapped their arms tightly around each other and stood still, just hugging quietly for quite some time.

7. The “I missed my husband” hug. Enough said.

8. The “I’m Grandma and I missed my three grandsons” hug. This one happened when Grandma ecstatically hugged her tween-age boys from behind, squeezing them while they sort of just looked on…

9. The “We’re men, let’s just shake hands instead of hugging” hug.

10. The “I’ll crouch down low so I can hug my kid” hug: little arms locked in adult arms.

So anyway, as Niko and I waited, and I passed the time being amused by all the forms of hugging going on around us, I couldn’t help but wonder what type of hug Niko and I would get when Ola arrived.  So, after a little while more of just waiting, watching and analyzing the hugs around me, we saw our pregnant Ola coming through customs, scanning the crowd, and searching for her people.  I waved and called out her name, we made eye contact, she wheeled her suitcases over and our hug was as follows: it was a “I’m pregnant and emotional so I’m gonna cry” hug, mixed with a bit of  “long, extended”, and a dash of “I’m overjoyed to see you, so let’s just jump a little”! After we finished our hugging and Niko met his Ciocia Ola, we loaded up the car and headed home to begin our Christmas holiday together and tackle the naked Christmas tree!

Wow, Niko had such a long sleep last night.  When I woke up to his cries, I was surprised to look at the clock and see hugthat it was actually 5am.  That means he slept for five hours straight.  His body must have been telling him to prepare for this long snooze because he ate pretty much non stop from 5 to 8pm the night before, and then again at 10:30pm.

Overall Niko is a really great baby: he sleeps well and does more grunting than crying.  The other day my friend Jamie wondered if all that grunting is a sign that he will grow up to be a chatterbox.  Time will tell I guess. I think Niko actually hugged me today.  As I was rocking him over my shoulder and watching The Dog Whisperer, I felt a little hand come up and hold on, on one side of my neck and another little hand squeezed my other shoulder.  It was probably just a reflex, but it felt just like a mini-hug and he held on like that for a minute or so.  Adorable!

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