Dr. Pudding & Nurse Sugarbottom

Last night, like most every night, I asked the kids to turn off the Wii and get ready for bed. They argued and said they needed to do one more thing before they turned it off. I hear this ALL THE TIME and got aggrivated. Needless to say, they were both grounded for not listening. Anyway, the real reason for this post was for what happened afterward. I walked into Bubba's room and laid on the bed just listening to them talk about silly stuff. Keep in mind, they were grounded now. Secretly, I kinda like when they're grounded ;) They're so sweet and humble without the extra-ness of all the technological junk that gets in the way of great kids nowadays. In the middle of a thought about how precious time spent with them is, I was pounced on by a young gentleman who called himself Dr. Pudding. He called for his nurse to assist him with his patient, which I had unknowingly become. A 13-year-old girl waltzed into the room wearing a toy carpenter's belt containing child-like tools. Hidden inside her pants and underneath her shirt was a volleyball. She dubbed herself Nurse Sugarbottom. I was told that I would be a patient with an infection inside my left leg. After a lot of prodding and poking with his 'tools', Dr. Pudding estimated that his hand was not long enough to reach the infection. His new prognosis: he would have to cut open my foot and pull the infection out. Lol They were SO cute! For an hour we enjoyed each other's company. I let all things 'adult' go and just had fun with my kids! And even though people tell them they're too old to play such games, my own Dr. Pudding and Nurse Sugarbottom owned that surgery room for the hour it was occupied on July 14, 2009!