3 1/2-year-olds have the darndest logic.

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I was discussing injuries with my 3 1/2-year-old friend this morning. I said I liked putting kisses on injuries because most injuries were "one kiss" injuries, meaning that one kiss on the owie rendered the injured person ready to go back and play. She said, "Only family can put a kiss on my owies." I was a bit hurt, because I had put many kisses on her owies over the 1 1/2 years I'd known her. Had my kisses (I kiss my hand and place my hand firmly over the injured area) lost their curative powers for her? At lunch, someone bumped a chair into her knee. She came over to me, on the brink of tears. "Matan bumped my knee!" I told her to say to say, "Matan, please be careful with your chair. You bonked my knee." She said, "Matan, please be careful with your chair. You bonked my knee." I blew a kiss toward her knee. She looked at me angrily and said, "No, you didn't get it." I said, "You said only family can kiss your owies directly." She said, "It's OK. I have a pretzel in my sock." I immediately kissed my hand and placed the kiss on the spot she pointed to on her knee. She said it was better and went back to her seat to finish lunch. Duh!