The Scene: The master bedroom, Parker is laying on the bed looking out the window, Leah has just stubbed her toe, Mom is doing her hair.
Leah to Parker in her high pitched baby voice: "Hey Mr. I just bonked my toe, do you want to make it feel better?"
Leah: "What was that? You think we should put something cold on it? Okay."
Parker: (squirm, squirm)
Leah: "We don't have anything cold here right now.
Leah: "Yes, you can put your hand on it and make it feel better."
Leah reaches over and puts Parker's hand on her toe.
Leah: "Would you like to play the potato game? Don't worry you don't have to do anything. You can be the potato. I'll move you around."
Mom, thinking: "Does she mean The Hot Potato Game? Maybe I should interfere."
Moral of the story: First, my healing powers have, apparently, transferred to Parker. Second, Leah knows not to roll Parker around like a Hot Potato.
I'd say it's been a productive morning.