Whenever she saw me she would swoop in like a hawk with both hands, pinch my cheeks and plant a big sloppy, wet kiss on me. It wasn't the kiss I hated so much as the cheek pinching. As a result I've never pinched a child's cheeks in my life, even though there have been times I've had to avoid the temptation. Looking at these pictures now though I did offer up a couple of rather large targets...
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