Mom, let's play

Have you ever noticed how cute kids are when they are playing something they actually know about?  Last night, my baby boy (on his last day of being 6, today he turned 7) asked me to play doctor with him.  OK.  He got a popcicle stick out of the craft drawer to use as his tounge depresser and his flashlight to take a look.  He checked my throat and my ears.  Then he got out a dry wash cloth, to take my blood pressure.  I told him my problem was I had stubbed my toe, so he put my foot in a "cast" made from construction paper, and put an orange cone on my foot to protect my toe.  Then he brought over a clipboard, paper, and pen and told me I needed to sign here. I think this means he's been to TOO many doctors when he makes me sign for my treatment!!!  He gave me a "shot" and when I "cried" he handed me a toy to make me feel better and rubbed my arm telling me it was all going to be OK in a very soothing voice.  Then I got a sticker at the end for being a good patient.  Paging Dr. Zach, Dr. Zach please report to exam room 1, I think my funny bone needs checked today.......