It never fails. Any time I hurt myself or it looks like I have a "boo boo". My son is to the rescue.
Me: Ouch! Damnit!
Boy: Wus wrong mommy? You gots a boo boo.
Me: Yes Bubbie (His nick name). Mommy's ok.
Boy: No! You need a dot-tor. I fiss the boo boo, mommy.
(Bubbie will come over find my boo boo and kiss it)
Me: Thank you. It feels much better.
Boy: Welcome mommy. I fiss the boo boo because I am a dot-tor.
(Bubbie leaves and comes back with a plastic butter knife)
Boy: Otay mommy. Time to cut it off.
Well that escalated quickly...