"What is it Declan?"
"It's Monkey. He's sick."
"We'll let me look at him. He doesn't feel feverish. His ears look good. Eyes look good, throat looks good. I think he's going to be ok buddy."
I thought that was it.
An hour later, soon as Daddy walks in the door.
"I'm sad."
Daddy, still at the door with shoes on "you're sad?"
"Ya I'm sad."
"Why are you sad Declan?"
"Monkeys sick." And there we go again.
During my dinner break at work I just had to check in. Turns out Declan got out his Doc McStuffins Dr kit and checked Monkey over. Monkey is feeling better.
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