Remember the four year old who knew the cabinet like she knew her ABCs? The one who who wanted to visit the savanna when she was five – when her mother agreed it would be nice to see the elephant and caribou she giggled and told her: “Caribou live in the polar region, mommy”.
Well she just turned six and she’s into doctors. Not in a ‘watch me wear mommy’s stethoscope’ sort of way but in a ‘sit in awe as I read gynecology books and discuss cell regeneration’ kind of way. She wants her mother to have another baby so she can see a cesarean performed. She’s requested it specifically.
She still likes Tinkerbell and Barbie and has a room full of pink-n-pretty. But there’s Beethoven playing in the background and gross anatomy texts by the CareBears.
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Wow. Kids can be so exhausting generally, I can’t imagine having to keep up with that.
I totally get the prodigy thing. There are three in my family. My cousin, my nephew and my son.
Then there’s the rest of my family.
It’s like I grew up in two completely different families. The Family of Prodigies and The Family of Black Sheep.
Nice! Amazing kid. I’d like to see what she turns out like in 10+ years
*love your blog
C-section, Care Bears…it’s all the same.
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