I have a fridge..

I had this 5 year old come in the other day to get his teeth cleaned. Cute as a button and smart.
Our conversation (names changed for privacy):

Timmy: I'm really excited today.
Lindsey: Me too!
Timmy: Ya, I'm like really excited.
Lindsey: Well, good!
Timmy: Are you the boss today?
Lindsey: Yes I am the boss today.
Timmy: Oh good..wanna know why I have to listen to you?
Lindsey: Why?
Timmy: (puts his hands on his hips while shaking is pointer finger at me)...cuz "doctor's orders!"..
Lindsey: HAHA yes...doctor's orders!
Timmy: Do you have any kids?
Lindsey: Nope, no kids.
Timmy: Well...do you have a cat or a dog then?
Lindsey: Um..no..
Timmy: Well then what do you have?
Lindsey:..........nothing.
Timmy: Oh..well you have a refrigerator right?
Lindsey: YES...
Timmy: Oh, okay then....

While taking X-rays....
Timmy: So my teeth are really clean, I just brushed them........okay so I snuck a candy out of my mom's purse just now but that's it.
Lindsey: I won't tell.

While cleaning his teeth...
Timmy: So the kids don't sit next to me in class cuz they think I'm weird and I wear pink.
Lindsey: I don't think you're weird. I think you're cool.
Timmy: I think I'm weird.
Lindsey: Ok...

My instructor comes to check my work....
Timmy: Who's that?
Lindsey: Well..I'm the boss but she's the big boss.
Timmy to my instructor: Are you so big that you can't fit through that door?
Instructor: What??
Lindsey: Um...

Probably one of my favorite patient's ever.