“Mommy! Are the doctors coming today?” Ayay asked.
“Yup, they’ll be here this afternoon, after your nap.”
This weekend, F hosted a bbq for all the general surgery residents, partly to relax after a morning exam and partly to put his new grill to use. While the guests brought sides and beverages, F provided a Costco supply of meat. Yum!
Throughout the afternoon, Ayay kept referring to everyone as “the doctors.”
“Mommy! One of the doctors painted a rainbow on my picture,” she told me.
“Mommy! That doctor has red shoes like I do, ” she pointed out.
“Mommy! If a doctor finds one of the treasures in my sandbox, she can’t take it home,” she explained.
The event was reminiscent of my own childhood. As a daughter of 2 doctors, our social functions almost always involved at least 6 other doctors and their families. I can already see my own daughters playing at many more future bbq’s while conversations of hernias, colon resections, and laparoscopic cholecystectomies fill the background.
I think we should make the next bbq a little more exciting — perhaps a meat carving contest? Or maybe they could play a game of Operation? Just a thought. As a former first-grade teacher, my first inclination is to think of “activities” to do at parties!
And for the record, I must commend F’s grilling skills. The recovering vegetarian grills a delicious tri-tip!