This afternoon, Marie was playing pleasantly with her sit-and-scoot car in the living room. She told me she was driving. When asked where she was going, she said "To the doctor." I didn't think too much of it. She proceeded to pick up her "baby" (doll) and go into the kitchen. She got out a green marker and then wanted something on which to "make a note." This was also not out of the ordinary. So, I got out a notebook of paper for her.
The next thing I know, she is at the "doctor." She is sitting on a step stool with her "baby" on the floor in front of her. She asks the baby, "Are you sick?" She then turns and "makes a note" on her paper. Did I mention that the doctor's office is in our half bath?
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