The Cure

Leeann discovered the cure for stretch-marks today! We were snuggling and she had her hands on my tummy. (side note: She has a fascination with tummies. Anytime she sees bare skin on someone’s tummy she’ll touch it, even if she doesn’t know you very well! This was all good and well when she was playing with baby brother in mommy’s tummy, but baby brother has been out of mommy’s tummy for 9 months now and the fascination is as strong as ever!) Well, anyway, she saw some of the stretch marks on my hip and asked me with a very worried look on her face, “Mommy, you got an owie?” “No, I have stretch marks.” I replied. “It hurts?” “No.” “What happened?” I explained where stretch marks come from and that seemed to appease her momentarily. “An owie?” she asked again. “I’m okay Leeann, it doesn’t hurt.”

“I make it all better!” she excitedly proclaimed, and then she leaned down and kissed them. She immediately wiped her face, but she seemed pretty proud of herself for kissing mommy’s owie all better. Unfortunately, they didn’t go away upon the magical kiss, but I won’t tell her that just yet. I want those special owie-fixing kisses to remain magical for as long as humanly possible! But for now, the search for the cure still remains…