Is There a Doctor in the House?

This evening, Peeper was dressed for bed (nothing but a diaper) and playing in her room. I heard her saying "I am a doctor! I am a doctor! I am a doctor!"

I wasn't paying a lot of attention until she walked back into the office, wearing her "doctor shirt" and stethoscope, and carrying the blood pressure cuff and a doggy who "needs a opewashun, his tummy huhts."

I'm sure she'll learn to put it on front-facing before she starts medical school.

Then she told me "Come in the doctor room." I asked where that was and she said, "Right here in the street. In the hall."