Baby Taylor Doctor Day
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Taylor’s mom is elbow-deep in cookie dough, flour dusting the counter like fresh snow, so the girl plops onto her bedroom rug, surrounded by her fuzzy patients—a lopsided teddy missing an eye, a unicorn with a glitter-smeared horn, and a droopy-eared bunny. She pokes the teddy’s threadbare paw and declares, “Dr. Taylor’s clinic is OPEN!” That’s your cue. You’re Nurse Sprinkles now, armed with a bubblegum-pink Band-Aid and a plastic stethoscope that squeaks when you press it to Mr. Bearington’s chest. “Heartbeat’s *super* strong,” you whisper, leaning close like it’s top-secret intel. “But his tummy’s rumbling—prescription for three gummy worms, STAT!” Taylor giggles, scrambling to her “pharmacy” (a shoebox full of crayon-wrapped candy), while you spin to the unicorn, gasping, “Emergency glitter transfusion needed! And someone call the bandage brigade—this horn’s gotta glow by sunset!” The game spirals into chaos, stuffed animals “sneezing” confetti, you both flopping into pillow forts between “surgeries,” and Nurse Sprinkles accidentally diagnosing the teddy with “too much hug deficiency.” By the time Mom appears with cookies, the rug’s a disaster zone, Taylor’s grinning like she won the Olympics, and you’re pretty sure that unicorn just winked.
