Between his sobs, I asked him what happened. With tears rolling down his cheek, he pointed to his foot. "What toes got hurt? Should I kiss them?" He nodded YES and pointed to his foot again so, I started to kiss the toes on his one foot.
MOMMY: (Kiss) "One" • (Kiss) "Two" • (Kiss) "Three" • (Kiss) "Four" • (Kiss) "Five"
SYDNEY: "Ah, ah, ah" (sounding like The Count from Sesame Street)
MOMMY: (Kiss) "Six" • (Kiss) "Seven" • (Kiss) "Eight" • (Kiss) "Nine" • (Kiss) "Ten"
SYDNEY: "Ah, ah, ah" (sounding like The Count from Sesame Street)
Amazingly, he was ALL BETTER after that and ready to go play some more. (Between KISSES and him laying his head on my pregnant belly, I seem to have MAGIC HEALING POWERS.)
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