Daddy: Sure, sweetie. Why don't you give me a check-up?
Miss: OK, honey. You just lie down. Now, you have an ear infection, and I'm going to give you some medicine called *antibiotics*. You should only take it when a grown-up gives it to you.
Daddy: (laughing) OK, I see.
Gotta love that Elmo Goes to The Doctor video. We checked it out of the library and watched it three times a few weeks ago. It has dominated the pretend-play time in our house ever since.
She looks in our ears, examines our vision, administers shots, and hands out imaginary lollipops as rewards. Mr. Peanut has come to especially enjoy playing this game, because she gives him a pillow, tells him to lie down, covers him with blankets and gives him a stuffed animal to hold. Rather relaxing, actually.
We're having a cool snap here . . . . Fall is most definitely in the air. Miss is looking diligently to see if the leaves are changing colors, and she gasps every time she notices one falling to the ground. It should be a fun time . . . until the raking starts.
Here is Miss, taking a time-out from her duties as staff physician to paint with water:
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