this morning Owen informed me i needed to call the doctor.
O: mama, call docta Wob (Dr. Rob)
Me: why baby, what wrong?
O: i have a boo boo.
Me: let me see.
O: theya, mama. wook, mah boo boo (pointing to a mole on his leg). call docta Wob.
we saw doctor Wob at church this morning and informed him of Owens self diagnosis. we told Owen we saw docta Wob.
O: docta Wob my boo boo?
Me: yes we told dr. Rob you had a boo boo.
this afternoon i was poking around my tummy trying to get Eli to move. he's been in the same position all day, stretching out.
Owen then informed me i needed to call docta Wob.