Our apartment complex has a volleyball quart. To O this is a huge sandbox. We probably shouldn't let her play in it, I am sure there is some rule or regulation in regards to it, but we do.
On one side of the net there is this straight hanging cord thing that she likes to swing and play with. Probably not the best idea, not all around safe but not too dangerous either. Well she swung it a bit to vigorously because it came back around and got her on the head. She promptly came over to me and bent her head down for a kiss, which I gave. "Thanks Mommy, all better now". I just loved it, always have. How one little kiss can 'heal' her boo-boo. Of course I started thinking that she soon will be 3, than 6, than 10 than 20 and a kiss from mommy or daddy would not do the trick, The healing of wounds, both emotional and superficial will still happen, but will I am sure become more...complicated.
But for now there will be kisses, and since O is fearless, lots and lots of kisses.
Ah you should know the healing kiss of a mother to a daughter is ageless.
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