I love eaves dropping on the kids when they are thick into playing together. Just now I was in the back of the house and kids were playing in the rain, in the backyard with their favorite dolls. Yes, the boy still has a doll, Phillip. But if you ask, he is just holding Phillip for his sister, OK? Anyways, I overheard the following exchange:
The Princess/Mommy: Doctor, what is wrong with Baby Emma?
The Talker/Doctor: Don't worry, lady. I know what is wrong. She has her feet stuck in her ears!
So there you go, a quick diagnosis, with no co-pays or insurance hassles. I wish I could get that kind of service from my doctor's office.