Dr. Shark Week
I am relatively new to blogging but I've noticed that some bloggers include photographs of doodles--their own, their children's fantastic drawings, their gynecologist's rendering of what is happening. Well, I'm not due for a Pap smear for another month or so, and even then I can't guarantee results. The only artistic talents that my gynecologist has exhibited during our relationship was sewing up my episiotomy tear, and I don't think that he even did the cross stitch on that one. Although an earlier OB that I had ended up carving his initials into a woman's stomach because, according to him, he did such a great job with a c-section, he wanted to sign it. I bet he could have provided quite a sketch for my blog.
Anyway, my son was clearly sensing that I was feeling left out of the whole "adorable doodles on blog" thing so he left this inside my notebook. And even though we're not watching Shark Week on TV, (because we're afraid) his drawings seem very Shark Week to me. What I like best about them is that the first one does not have a body, just the shark head, but then he realized his mistake and included the body. He's clearly a genius. On his way to medical school.