As You Wish

Today Max bumped his head on the corner of the counter and began to cry.

"Come here buddy," I said, "let me kiss it for you."

"Okay," he said in a way only he can.

I kissed his head and stood back up. He pointed to the spot that hurt and said, "Mo peas."

I kissed him again but again he said, "Mo peas."

This went on until I finally bent over picked him up and planted about twenty kisses in a row on his sweet little head. "Okay," was his response. "Down peas."