worried or grateful?

Today Brooks got to meet with an orthopedic doctor to determine what kind of treatment was needed for his broken finger.  They took us back & gave him an Elmo coloring sheet.  That kept us busy for awhile.

We talked A LOT about everything that was in the room but this was the funniest conversation we had.  

"Mommy, why is there a shower in here?"  See pic...

Me, "It's not a shower, it's a light." Brooks, "A light that looks like a shower??  Hummm.  That's weird."

So his doctor is Dr. Diamond.  When he first came in he high fived Brooks & talked to him for a minute.  Then Brooks said to me, "Who's that?" while pointing to the doctor.  I said, it's your doctor, buddy.  Brooks goes, "No, momma.  He just looks like a Daddy, he's not even wearing a coat."  A resident was in the room too.  They started laughing & said they had both taken off their white coats before they came in because sometimes that seemed to scare kids.  They said maybe they should go get them to prove their credentials to Brooks. (His pediatrician always wears a white coat.) Luckily Dr. Diamond has a little one Brooks's age so he spoke very fluent 2 year old.:) 

Brooks was a very good listener & did everything the doctor asked.  We left with several different kinds of splints and go back in two weeks for another X-ray to see how it's healing.

I'm not sure if I should be grateful or worried that a broken bone has not slowed him down...one bit.:)