The doctor is in
[I know I’m super behind on posts — haven’t even blogged about Thanksgiving and Nana and TX grandparents’ visits yet — ack! But these funny conversations are too quickly forgotten if I don’t write them down so here are two:]
I got home from work today to find out Snoopy lying down on our couch with a blanket pulled up around him and SPL reporting "snoopy bonked his head and I’m the doctor taking care of him." This is the first time I’d heard him pretend play "doctor" so had to smile.
And then @ dinner, our conversation went like this:
SPL: How’s Marie (out of nowhere – we had talked about my friend Marie yesterday as she’d called to tell me she was sick but while she’s a good friend of mine, SPL doesn’t know her that well)?
Me: Oh, do you mean my friend who was sick yesterday?
SPL: Yes, how is she?
Me: She’s feeling much better today — she called me this morning on my way to work. Her son, ECS, is sick though now but he’s getting better too she said.
SPL: I’m the doctor — tell him it’s ok for him to come over.