Babe: Momma, I see blood on that.
Me: Yes. He has ouchies.
Babe: I don't like it, that ouchies.
Me: Yes. I know. Blow Him a kiss. His ouchies will be a little better.
Babe: I don't want to.
Me: You can make Him feel better, honey, blow a kiss.
Babe: Um, No.
Me: Or you could say, 'I love you, Jesus'. That helps Him too.
Babe: Um, Okay.
Me: Say, 'I love you, Jesus'.
Babe, dramatically: IIIIIII luuuuuuuuube you, Jeeeeesus.
Me: There, He feels better already. Nice job.
Babe pointing: He still has blood ouchies.
Me: Yes, keep telling Him you love Him. They'll get better and better every time you say it.
Thinking Babe: Hum, Ok. I do it.