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I want my son to be kind - but I also want him to know how to defend himself

My nine-year-old son head-butted me the other day, and it hurt him more than it hurt me. In fact, a goose egg emerged on his forehead within a minute, and when he realised what had happened, he began to cry. Holding him in my arms, I dried his tears and congratulated him on a well-timed collision.

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