Usually a kiss takes care of a boo boo for Julia.
She shows you what hurts, or tells you, you kiss it, it's done with and over.
I was upstairs for a minute and the kids were downstairs watching Madagascar and I hear boom!
I ran down as fast as I could and see that her highchair tray had fallen off of the chair.
She was on the ground crying. Scooping her up, and ready to heal her with a kiss, I ask "Julia, what hurts? Your head? Your hand?".
She looks at me with the saddest, teariest eyes and says "my lollipop."