Yesterday, Lucas said, "Let's play doctor. I'm the doctor and you're the patient."
First he put on his dentist mask and told me exactly where to sit.
Lucas: Do you have any bad feelings?
Me: What do you mean "bad feelings"?
Lucas: Where does it hurt?
Me: Oh. On my knee.
Lucas: First, let me wipe off the blood on your elbow.
Me: Okay doctor, but my knee is what really hurts.
Lucas: I'M PRETENDING!
Me: Okay. Thanks for wiping the blood off my elbow.
Lucas: Now, here's a bandaid. It's all better now, isn't it?
Me: Yes, my elbow is all better. Thanks. But what about my knee?
Lucas: Let's play tennis now.
I guess I didn't have the right health plan.