Dr. Tornado E and Dr. Mommy

Tornado E: Ow! My nose hurts!

 

Me: (kiss on the nose) There all better.

 

Tornado E: No, Mommy, blow on it.

 

Me: (blow on the nose) There all better.

 

Tornado E: Thank you, doctor.

 

Me: I need a kiss.

 

Tornado E: (gives a kiss).  Oh, no, you have an ouchie.

 

Me: (granted I do have some dry flakey skin on my nose.  Sexy.)  It hurts.  Can you please blow on it?

 

Tornado E: (blows on my nose) There.

 

Me: Thank you, Dr. Tornado E.

 

Tornado E: You have a scrape on your nose.  It’s ouchie like cactus.  (He moves so our noses touch.)  Ouch!  The cactus is on my nose.  (He sniffs my nose.)  Eww!  It smells like turkey!  Let’s smell the whale’s nose.  (We have a stuffed whale.)

 

I’m laughing so hard that I run down the stairs to write this.  I hear “Dr. Mommy!  Dr. Mommy!  Where are you?!  I need a little help here!”

A Dr. Mommy’s job is never done.

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2 Responses to “Dr. Tornado E and Dr. Mommy”

  1. penelope Says:

    Supercute! Ha! 🙂

  2. Christi Says:

    Crack me up!


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