Saturday, January 19, 2008

I need a kiss!

Liel is a firm believer in the healing power of the kiss. Virtually every bump or bang is sure to be accompanied by a howl of, "I need a kiss!" And lest you think that the kiss magic might be global in its reach, let me assure you that in Liel's world, it is very, very local. She will point to the exact spot she believes the pain to be located and demand, "Right der!" If you miss by even so much as half an inch she will sternly correct you, "NO. Right DER!" with her jabby little finger, in case you missed it the first time. Sometimes two or three tries are required to get it right, but once the kiss has found it's mark she's generally a happy camper. If it was a biggish bump the tears subside, and if it was a small one she'll run back off to play.

Now, Liel isn't an overly careful child. I don't know how common this is in 2 year olds (very common, I suspect), and Zion tended to be rather more careful about the position of the table in relation to his head, for instance. The upshot of this is that Liel rarely goes two days without some sort of kiss requiring injury.

A few nights ago she was playing around my feet at the dining room table while Robert and I chatted. She safely pulled her head away from the table and my chair, but apparently banged some part of her on the rung of my chair as bounced the rest of the way up. I didn't actually see the event occur, but heard the wailing aftermath. I scooped her up onto my lap and gave her a hug.

"I need a kissssss", Liel sobbed.

"What happened?", I asked.

"Something bumped me! I need kiss!", she howled in outrage.

"Where do you need a kiss?", I asked sympathetically.

Liel squirmed in my arms, turning herself onto her side on my lap. Like a patient in a comic strip, she pointed to the right side of her bottom. "Right here!"

"Um, really?", I said, trying to suppress a giggle. "Right there?" I pointed slightly higher, on her lower back.

"No", Liel sniffled. "Right HERE". She jabbed her finger at her right buttock again.

Robert was across the table, trying mightily not to laugh. As the scene unfolded I saw him eyeing the camera. I leaned in quickly and kissed Liel's butt. "Better?", I asked brightly.

"Huh", Liel sniffed.

6 comments:

the main stitch upholstery said...

just the beginning of mom, kiss my ass, which is sure to come after 13 years or so. ha ha.

Stacie said...

haha. too bad r wasn't a little quicker with that camera ;)

Wendy said...

Why did R run for the camera

Tamara said...

LMAO! Mapi got BIT on her right check by her BFF and it required some special mommy attention as well. The things we do for love! THankfully, Mapi knows that bandaids are about as effective as kissses. Or an ice pack. Or cream. Any cream will do, thanks.

Andrea said...

Awww what a little sweetie! Mateo is the same way. Kiss it!! He demands..

familymclean said...

Ha, ha, you crack...ha, ha(I said crack) me up!