Anna-Kate, M.D.

First things first. I'm tired, I've been a slacker on the blog front. Moving on. :)

Anna-Kate whipped out the doctor kit and surgery cap this evening as we were playing as a family. She began checking out her patient (poor Jack). She looked in his ears, ("hey, no ear wax!") she looked in his eyes, ("no eye wax!". Say what???) and she looked in his nose ("No boogers!" Clearly, the sign of good health). "He is so healthy", she proclaimed. She opted to give him a little "arm squeeze" (aka, blood pressure cuff) and Jack started crying. She declared him sick. Ryan interjected that, indeed, he was the sick one. She said, "Ok Ryan, you are 2 so you get two shots to make you better." He held out his arm, willingly obliging (if only in real life). She ignored his arm and instead gave him a shot in the back (like in his shoulder blade area) and on the top of his pointer finger. (She does not win bonus points for observation at the doctor, evidently.). She then turned her attention to her prior patient. Poor Jack sat there as she gave him eight shots (you know, because he's eight months old). He got one in each ear, one in each big toe, one each ankle...at least she's big on symmetry.

It's alright, there won't be any long term damage. When you ask her if she is going to be a doctor when she grows up she replies, "No, I'm going to be a mommy, just like you!". Ahhh.