Abby begged to play with Sam tonight. He asked her what it was she wanted to play. Her response, "doctor, you be the patients." Now, in Sam's words this is what happened.
She took her little pad and asked me some questions:
"What's your name?"
"What's your insurance?"
"What's your last name?"
"What's your credit card?"
"What's your address?"
I ended up with a sheet full of crosses, given that I told her "Blue Cross" to the second question.
So, that was Sam's appointment. My appointment consisted of being measured by the tape measure and the only things she asked for were my address and social security card.
I think Abby has been going to too many appointments with me and Maxwell. She just catches on to everything.
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