Momma called the doctor and the doctor said. . .get a DS.

My children have a doctors kit.  You know, the kind with tweezers, a stethescope, play bandages etc.  However, they don't really seem to know what it's all for.  Uncle Joel bought Lindsey the doctors kit for her birthday at the end of July, a few weeks later the blood pressure taker cuff (I'm pretty sure that's the medical name) detached from the tube and air pump thingy (sorry if I'm confusing you with the medical terms).  Shortly after this piece broke I caught Lindsey walking around with the tube in her mouth pumping air in and sucking spit out.  I said what I say about 392 times a day, "take that out of your mouth please."  She looked up at me horrified and said, "this is my breathing tube, I'm Baby Jack!"  I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.  I think I've done both several times since this is now how that tube is used on a daily basis.

Today Lindsey was "sick" and Dr. Christin was caring for her.  I observed her taking her tempature, pulling out a splinter, giving a shot, and listening to her heart beat; all normal stuff.  Then she handed her the pager, which I found odd, until I heard her say, "Just lie here and play with this DS.  You'll feel better soon." 

Fisher Price, it sounds like it's time to phase out the pager and replace it with the age old healer, a Nintendo DS.


PS.  My children don't even have a DS!