Tonight the A and Bug were playing in their room. Bug asked me if I wanted to come see his office. I did, and sat down on the makeshift sleeping bag/chair.
When I asked what his job was, he said "prescriptions."
He then asked me what prescription I needed. The first one that came to mind: Prozac (easy name to spell, short word, easy to remember).
"How do you spell that?" he asks, as he prepares to write each letter as I tell him.
A said, "what about Zyrtec, Momma?"
Ah, yes, that would have been a better choice....
So he wrote me my scripts and I was done. Future pharmacist? Perhaps.
A also had an office. Her profession? Therapist.
She invited me into her office.
A: So do you have any anxiety?
And the conversation went on from there...
Future therapist? Maybe
Now A is writing prescriptions for her patients and those imaginary patients are taking them to Bug to be filled.
I'm glad I have the ability to see the humor in this whole scenario.
When I asked what his job was, he said "prescriptions."
He then asked me what prescription I needed. The first one that came to mind: Prozac (easy name to spell, short word, easy to remember).
"How do you spell that?" he asks, as he prepares to write each letter as I tell him.
A said, "what about Zyrtec, Momma?"
Ah, yes, that would have been a better choice....
So he wrote me my scripts and I was done. Future pharmacist? Perhaps.
A also had an office. Her profession? Therapist.
She invited me into her office.
A: So do you have any anxiety?
And the conversation went on from there...
Future therapist? Maybe
Now A is writing prescriptions for her patients and those imaginary patients are taking them to Bug to be filled.
I'm glad I have the ability to see the humor in this whole scenario.
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