I'm not the hugging type. I'll welcome my face when someone comes in or leaves the family, that's right. I really like reaching for children. In my hair, I stroke and scratch my back. When he's sitting next to me, I scrape my arm or leg. When I was working, a child leaned against me forever, or it sat on my lap and I scratched it thoughtlessly. :-) And when we go, I like to stick. Behind the hand, behind the back of his jeans, under his armpits.