Sunday, January 27, 2008

Doctor, doctor

This exchange occurred yesterday during the nightly bedtime song-singing ritual:

Brad [singing]: "Doctor, doctor. Give me the news. I got a bad case of loving you."

Zander: "What if the doctor has a 'bad case'?"

Brad: "Then the doctor goes to see another doctor."

About five minutes later Z calls Brad back into his room (as part of the nightly bedtime stalling ritual) and asks:

"Daddy, what if all the doctors are sick?"

Brad said something about there being so many doctors that one had to be less sick than the others.

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