Doctor’s offices: an opportunity for immunizations and unfair comparisons.

Mothers are left to comfort their pricked and pigeonholed babies while M dot Ds barrage them with interrogations such as:

Is baby pointing to body parts?

Has baby stopped drinking from a bottle?

Is baby eating a variety of finger foods?

Is baby’s vocabulary rapidly expanding?

I believe these questions are a self important scheme to give stethoscope squires something to converse and advise concerning before they sharp stick unsuspecting tiny people (baby Bagleys collected 6 shots in total).

I abide the day when my family practitioner will ask important questions like:

Can Coco drop it likes it’s hot?

Can Coco hunt down milk like a drug dog?

Can Coco negotiate turns at high speeds even when Mommy has secured her shoes to the opposite feet?

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