Ya Gotta Love...

...when blowing a kiss fixes an owie. The other morning I was in the shower and Carter came barging in with tears welling up. It seems he had stepped on one of the many toys he had strewn on the living room floor, and seriously "hurt" his foot. He wanted me to kiss it better. And since I wasn't going to climb out of the only place where I have alone-time to kiss his sweaty little toes, I blew a kiss. He immediately looked up at me with a huge smile and said "That feels better mommy!" I think it's funny that something that hurt so bad could be fixed so easily.