Brian nodded, still sniffling a bit as he said, “Sowwy I cwy Mama.”
“Oh that’s okay honey. Don’t worry Mama knows what baby needs when he falls down and goes boom. Baby just needs kisses on his bad old boo-boos. That makes them all better because Mama has magic kisses.”
Brian giggled despite his shame. Somehow the idea of his mama having magical kisses was both ludicrous and wonderfully comforting. On an intellectual level he knew that was made-up, but somehow it seemed perfectly possible to him on an emotional level. He trusted everything Mama told him without question.
His tears dried up and a smile on his face Mama lifted Brian out of her lap and set him on his butt on the floor, getting him a few toys to play with while she went to prepare the babies something to eat.