Daddy is a doctor

One thing I love about Scott being a resident:

As his knowledge grows, he is better able to help family, friends, and neighbors with their medical questions. Often it’s a simple check to see if a wound is infected, or a reminder of the warning signs for a feverish baby, but I know it has meant a lot to those who come to him with questions.

And, unlike the questions he got as soon as he was accepted to medical school, he’s actually qualified to answer them now! 🙂

One thing I don’t love about Scott being a resident:

His girls miss him when he’s gone. A lot.

A collage from our trip to Europe was propped up against the wall for a few days waiting to be hung and the girls kept camping out in front of it to “see Daddy”.

Caitlyn also knows I tuck a lapdesk with wedding pictures on it behind the couch and she’ll crawl back there sometimes to have a little one-on-one time with his picture. It breaks my heart a little each time I see her do it, but I am glad she adores her Daddy.

The upside is, as they catch wind of Daddy coming home, my girls dash out to the front yard and cheer as his car pulls up. Sometimes he sneaks into the house and grabs them from behind and it takes half an hour for the squealing to subside.


About beanland

Scott is a family practice doctor and Anne is a full-time mother and teacher to three beautiful girls and one boy.
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One Response to Daddy is a doctor

  1. Laura says:

    This sounds so familiar Anne. I’m pretty sure that the brightest point of Bryan’s day is arriving home to children running out the front door screaming to greet him. So far the neighbors have not yet called asking us to keep it down 😉


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