"Daddy?"
"Yes Jaimito?"
"’member in da Spider-Man? When Mary Jane was kissing Spider-Man dat was really Peter Parker?" He asked carefully, measuring his words.
"Yeah, Mary Jane kissed Spider-Man. That was funny, huh?"
"Yeah, it was yucky."
"Why was it yucky, Jaimito?"
He explained. "’cause it was rainin’." And he turned up his palms in a isn’t-it-obvious-to-you shrug, then he asked, "Daddy, why did Mary Jane kiss Spider-Man?"
"Hmm," Oh please dear God, why must it start so early. I thought quickly. "Jaimito, she kissed him because she liked him. People kiss each other when they like each other."
"On, da lips?" he asked incredulously.
"On the lips, yes Jaimito."
"Why?"
"Because they like each other." Okay, who’s going to back down first, I can go circular logic on your butt all day, little man. But I guess that satisfied him sufficiently. "You know what, Jaimito. When mommy comes home, I’m going to give her a big kiss on the lips."
"Like when you got married?"
"Yes, like when we got married."