We've been in the kiss it better stage at our house. Today there were some repeated requests to heal all wounds. On presenting his elbow to Other Half, El Guille says, "Kiss it better?" Other Half obliges. A few minutes later El Guille is back, pointing to his knee. "Kiss it better?" he asks Other Half. "Kiss it again? Again?" The kisses heal the grevious wound. Minutes later El Guille runs back into the office and holds up his finger, Other Half kisses it automatically. "Noooooo" says El Guille, "Poopie's coming."