Simon had never heard about the event known as ‘Teddy Bear Clinic’ but a friends of his had activily passed down a flyer into his hands by the start of the week, prompting him to take Hayley for the day. And who was he to deny the chance of that, really? It gave her the options to explore and grow on her insight, to overview the need and importance of healthcare. Thus, once he had explained their to-be-trip, Hayley had grabbed her stuffed cat named Mr Whiskers into her arms and climbed into her stroller, ready to roll straight into adventure. Did she stay in the stroller for long though? Hardly, as the second the boots came into view she demanded her father stopped and placed her back down on the ground again -- her little feet hurrying forward with her cat in the air, now begging for him to get help to whoever caught her interest with her slurry (yet still demanding) two year old voice. Imagination at its finest. “She really bought into this whole thing”, Simon spoke up aloud with a endearing shake of his head, somewhat glancing at whoever stood beside him. “Hopefully someone doesn’t pretend the cat dies or something, I’m not dealing with that tonight.”
