This morning I told Parker that I was going to pick him up a few minutes from school because we had to take Patches to the doctor.
He looked at Patches and said, "Patches. Ear."
Poor kid, he thinks every time you go to the doctor it's for your ear.
Really we are taking Patches to the doctor because he has a growth the size of a marble on his chest. It's not hard; it's like it's full of fluid.
He doesn't seem to be in any pain, but we're going to make sure it's nothing to be concerned about.
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