Dr. Tessa

We've been asking Tess for a month what she was going to be for Halloween. She didn't know. When we made suggestions such as a princess, a baby, a mommy (all things she loves and pretends to be) with each one she answered an unconvincing "I guess".

But last week I asked her if she wanted to be a doctor and she screamed delightfully "Yes!". Unfortunately she was sick for the next five days and so shopping for a costume didn't happen. This morning we ran over to Total Scrubs and thankfully they had toddler-sized scrubs--how cute is that? She was thrilled (and so was I because I could check that off my list with one stop!)

On the way home she listed the things we needed to get for her doctor kit: "One of those pressure things, some band-aids, some medicine, a crutch, a stethoscope, a shot, some charts." I was surprised at how much she knew! We came home and put a kit together. We had an expired baby Tylenol bottle that we dumped out & rinsed out then filled with Kool-Aid. Just today we finished off the fluoride vitamins so that bottle was washed and filled with candy. I gave her a medicine syringe for a shot and I gave her a box of band-aids. We printed off some growth charts and I distracted her enough to not ask for a 'pressure thing' or a crutch.

She's been on top of the world today: trick-or-treating at Tom's work then giving everyone in the family check ups. During a conversation earlier today she said, "I'm not a baby doctor, I'm a sister doctor". I asked her what kind of doctor that was, she said, "A pediatrician".

Here are some pictures from Greta's check up:

Greta getting a shot.

Greta acting the part: Oww! That hurts! Tessa getting a band-aid. (She insisted that everyone get a band-aid!)

Giving medicine.

Listening to the heart.

So delightful and fun! (BTW, her scrubs and doctor kit are sleeping soundly next to her. )