When they were babies I'd carry them football style on my hip, so they'd use all their muscles to lift their head up and look around. Combined with the motion of walking it made for quite a workout for a baby. It sounds rough and cruel I know, I've been 'brought to task' over it it sometimes. But like any exercise you only do it for short periods. So not so rough or cruel after all. Some of our friends wrap their babies in cotton wool. When I feel how those babies flop in my arms like rag dolls, I see the dividends my method gives.
When my first son was a baby I punch him playfully in the gut and on the cheek. He would laugh uproariously. It is his own version of a jolly good tickling. I'd hold my daughter upside down over my head, it was her favourite thing ever. My second son loves a good bear hug and a nibble on the cheek. People have fretted insanely about this when I've told them. But they admit they fret more about the impression 'some people' may get, they don't fret that it actually might cause the kids harm. It doesn't because it is no more rigorous than a tickle no matter how energetic it may look.
If the kids are bungie jumping by age 12, my job will be done.
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