The kids and I were driving in the car this morning when Ari declared, “Patchy’s sick today.” (Patchy, his beloved stuffed dog, was not along for the ride.)
“Is that why Patchy stayed home?” I asked.
“Yes,” Ari replied.
“What’s wrong with Patchy?” Isabelle inquired, playing along.
“He got his coronavirus vaccine yesterday,” Ari declared.
“So is he sick or is he is dealing with the side effects from his vaccination?” I clarified.
“The side effects,” Ari responded.
I was in the next room, minding my own business, when I heard Isabelle say, “Line ‘em all up, Ari! Hand me the doctor kit.”
That’s when I discovered they set up a mass vaccination site for some of their stuffed animals had been set up in the playroom!
When I walked into the playroom, I discovered that Ari was in charge of crowd control and Isabelle was doing pre-screening.
The pandemic has infiltrated their play, I thought sadly. It’s funny in a tragic sort of way.
I didn’t stick around to see who administered the shots, but I do plan to follow-up to see if anyone has a headache, nausea, fever, or sore arm tomorrow.