A while back I mentioned to a friend that I thought Sydney would probably be a doctor some day. I can see her with some kind of weird specialty that not too many people know/care about, but she finds fascinating. Also, she will thrive off of people hurrying to do her every command. And finally, she will have a horrible bedside manner.
My thoughts were confirmed this morning when she marched up to me carrying her Fisher Price Doctor's kit and announced, "State your problem, mommy!"
I couldn't make this stuff up, people.
Here she is doctoring Boomer, who seems to be consuming the stethescope.
2 comments:
"State your problem", that made me laugh. She will make a great Dr. or whatever God leads her to be. Happy for you about the dog.
She's going to be our very own Dr. House! Always solving the oddest problems! =) (Hopefully she avoids the little problems he has that go with his brains though!)
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