Still reeling from an unintentional whack to the bridge of my nose by the O-Bomb, Finn enters the room and sees the tears in my eyes.
He takes my head in his hands with a gentle touch.
"What is it Mama?" he says with great concern.
"Your brother accidentally hit me with his hockey stick and it really hurt." (Thanks Uncle Mike!)
He pulls my face closer to inspect.
"I'll make it better Mama!"
And he plants the biggest juiciest kiss on my sore schnoz - therefore guaranteeing a briuse. So sweet, my boy.