It was so hilarious playing Doctor with my 3 sons!

Me: “My right knee is bleeding! Help!”
All 3 sons quickly scurried over to my bedroom.

Joel, my youngest son, who just turned 3, asked for my help to open his plastic toy doctor’s suitcase. He took out a small comb and started to comb my hair.

Jayden, aged 6, pretended to freak out incessantly.

Julius, aged 8, was the primary doctor. He was the best actor with a super intense look on his face. He frantically tried to stop the imaginary bleeding from my knee, apparently failed, then yelled in…