Baking with Grandma Subie

Vincent face-palms in the background.

Doctor

A few weeks ago, we all went to meet our new family doctor. Eddie was shy around her, but seemed to like her, and Vincent was delighted to see her, of course. We had a "meet-and-greet," Papa got a flu shot, and Eddie got flu mist up his nose.

Later, Papa and Eddie were out for a walk, and Eddie brought up the doctor.

"Why did we see the doctor?" he asked.

"She is going to take care of our family and make sure we're well," I told him.

"Did you and Mommy like her?" he asked.

"Yes," I told him.

"Did Vincent like her?"

"I think he did."

"I like her too," he said.

"Good!"

"When is she moving to our house?" he asked, a little shyly.


I explained that the doctor won't come live with us, but we'll go see her when we're sick or injured.

Santa Claus is coming

Jobs

Eddie: "I want to be a police guy when I grow up."

Me: "Oh yeah?"

E: "Yeah, when I grow up. I will put bad guys in jail."

Me: "It might be hard work!"

E: "No! I can do it!"

Me: "What if the bad guys want to fight you?"

E: "Why?"

Me: "Well, they don't want to go to jail, so they'll fight you to not go to jail."

E: "Why?"

Me: "Because it's your job to put them in jail!"

E: "I want to be a boat driver when I grow up."

Me: "Oh, that sounds good."

E: "Not even a police boat driver.  A fire boat driver."

Me: "Then you could drive around and spray water on anything on fire near the water."

E: "Yeah, and put out the fires!"