Make Believe

This afternoon, Bennett decided he wanted to play dress up. He went searching for his doctor clothes after he discovered a pile of manilla file folders. 

After he got dressed, he came down to find me with the folders in his hand. In the other hand he was holding an old cheese knife: "for surgery, Dr. Allman." He asked me to find some pencils to take notes. "You'll have to write down the information about my patients, Dr. Allman. You know, the sickness." 

Two beats later, as he's walking back up the stairs, he turns to me and says over his shoulder, "Cancer would be the worst."

I'm off to find some pencils and take some notes for Baby Dr. Allman!