Mommy brought me and Caleb to the doctor this morning. It was for Caleb though, not me this time. I like going because they have water in the waiting room and I get to fill my own cup. And they have toys and puzzles and stuff but I just like the water machine.
Caleb didn’t really like it, just like I didn’t really like it when I had to go for the first time. Cept I went to a different doctor when I was little like him, now Mommy brings us to this one instead.
Anyways he cried a lot and turned red all over. And the doctor looked at him and used the scope thingies — I love the scope thingies. Sometimes she lets me play with them and I know that one goes in my eyes and one goes in my ears and she thinks I’m so smart. I didn’t get to play with them today, even though I wanted to.
Mommy gave me a bag of Goldfish so I ate those and played with the bag while Caleb cried. I gave the doctor my Goldfish bag and she gave them back to me and said she really likes Goldfish too. I don’t know why she didn’t have any if she likes them, because I gave them to her… maybe she was just being nice. She is really nice.
I think next time we go to the doctor it will be my turn. I won’t cry like Caleb though, because I’m a big boy. Mommy says so. And I won’t turn red, because I don’t ever do that. Maybe Caleb is a firetruck? I’ll have to teach him that they say “wee-ooo” and not “WAAAHHHHHH”. Then he’ll be a real firetruck.
Time for bed now, and I’m sleepy.