Today we had a doctor's appointment for both kids - Maya to be immunised and Alex to have his asthma checked. First up, Maya got her injection. She cried a bit, but calmed down pretty quickly. Alex hid behind a partition in the room by way of support for Maya (that's my positive spin on it - he was overcome with empathy and couldn't bear to watch his sister being hurt - the other side being he was hiding just in case he was next)... when his turn came, the doctor lifted his shirt and listened to his breathing. Indicating Alex's pot belly, the doctor asked, "Do you drink beer?" Alex was deadpan. "No, I don't like the taste of it." The doctor looked surprised, asking, "Have you tasted it?" Now Alex looked surprised, answering no. "Well then how do you know that you don't like it?" Teased the doctor. Alex shrugged. "It's man stuff." (big sigh).
Maya was watching this exchange closely, and decided to interject by placing herself in between Alex and the doctor, wrapping her arms around his chest and saying, (her first full sentence spoken spontaneously rather than mimicking), "I love you."
Awwwwwww....
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