My Doctor

I've been feeling a little under the weather with a cold lately.  So, today Cole decided to doctor me up. 

First he listened to my heart and told me that it sounds like, "Bailey (our dog) eating shers yummies." 

That can't be good. 

But I was especially troubled when he came toward me with an emesis tray and announced, "Dinner!"

This from the boy who told us his favorite doughnut was a John Deere one...(meaning long john). And from the boy who thinks the alphabet is A, B, C, D, E, F, Geez...

Maybe I should research my doctors more...