Can you call the dentist?

Another cute Zach story (3 is a fun age)...

Craig was finishing putting Zach to bed tonight (we each had a turn helping him with something). I think Zach bit his lip or something and has a place that hurts. Tonight he showed it to Craig and said he needed "sumping". Craig tried to say he put something in the water that would help and gave him a drink. Zach didn't buy that for a minute. He told Craig to get Mommy. I came up and looked intently at his lip and gave him Chap stick. This seemed to buy us some time, but soon Craig was called again (do you see how he wears us down?). He asked Craig if he could call the dentist. "My wip hurts, do you fink you could call the dentist to see if he can fix it?" Craig said he'd see about it in the morning. Zach asked Craig if he could call tonight while Zach was "sweeping".
I love his little mind and how it's working out how the world works. When you're sick you call the doctor, when your mouth hurts, I guess, you call the dentist.