little doctor boys

Standard

Today the boys were playing at being doctors (fairly rudimentary and crude ones at that). Equipped with a plastic playdough knife and a water squirter (pichkaari) they were conducting detailed surgical procedures…with big injishuns (injections) and “cut cut operations”. Very successfully too – since both patients kept declaring “feeling better! thanks you doctor! feeling better just now!”

Anyway, at one point, SId asked me why one needed to give an injection when you could take a medicine as a tablet or a syrup!?! 

So, we had our first very basic intro to the human body and how it works (well, actually not the first – we have in previous conversations discussed why ice-packs are important when you get hurt and how the body mades pee and potty!). Tried to tell them a little bit about absorption and how the blood circulates, etc. They loved the concept of the heart and how it works like a machine…

…which led to some fun demos. First we placed our hand on the chest and felt the heart beating. Then I got the boys to do jumping jacks and run around the room and then place their hands on their chest. Nish said he could hear his heart without even putting his hand on his chest.

we kinda strayed away from the whole injection and absorption in the process and i think all the boys took away was that the heart pumps blood! So will tackle the concept when the question comes up the next time…if it does…which it probably will at the next vaccination at the pediatrician! 

Advertisements

About myfourboysandme

Mom - a word that defines me... I smell of oats, johnson's and home baked cookies I am pink, purple, green and orange and so is the floor my kids color on. Flour on my clothes and a brush in my pocket, my glasses bent out of shape and smudged with tiny fingerprints. I can't remember the date but i know almost 40 pictures books by heart. I wake up humming 'wheels on the bus'and i talk with my fingers and eyes and mouth. My bag carries band aids, napkins, wipes, crayons, papers, candy and sometimes my wallet. I know all the parks and very few of the restaurants in my neighborhood. Most of my shopping is diapers, books and paints My phd certificate lies in a roll, the frame now contains an abstract work of art by two year olds and i am prouder of that piece of paper. mom - a word that defines me!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s