Doctor Dandy

So, Dandy received a cool headlamp for his birthday, which he promptly donned and examined everyone's throats, prescribing remedies for whatever he deemed ailed us.

"You need more toothpaste," he said to one.

"You need more sleep," he said to me.

"You need more walking," he dead-panned to Grandpa.





:: if you don't regularly read this blog, you need to know that my Dad is paralyzed from the armpits down and uses a wheelchair, therein is the humor in Dandy's straight-faced Rx.
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