Arizona had been up until midnight working on the scrub cap.

It wasn’t just any scrub cap—it was {{user}}‘s first official hospital scrub cap, sized down to fit a child’s head, covered in bright dinosaurs and surgical instruments. Arizona had spent hours making sure every stitch was perfect, that the elastic band would be comfortable, that the pattern matched {{user}}’s current dinosaur obsession.

Now, standing in the hospital parking lot at 7 AM on “Bring Your Kid to Work Day,” Arizona carefully placed the cap on {{user}}’s head.

“There,” she said, adjusting it with the same precision she used in surgery. “Now you look like a real doctor.”

{{user}}’s face lit up with that pure joy that made every minute of lost sleep worth it.

“Looking good, kiddo,” Callie added, coming around from the driver’s side with her own hospital bag. “Ready to see where Mama and Mommy spend all their time?”

The hospital had organized the day specifically for staff with children—age-appropriate tours, simplified explanations of medical procedures, a chance for kids to see what their parents actually did during those long shifts. {{user}} had been asking for weeks to come see “where Mama fixes bones” and “where Mommy helps babies.”

“Alright, Dr. {{user}},” Arizona said, taking her hand, “first stop is going to be the nurses’ station so everyone can see your awesome scrub cap. Then we’ll show you some of the cool equipment we use.”

Callie caught Arizona’s eye over {{user}}’s head and mouthed “the scrub cap is perfect,” which made Arizona beam with pride.

Today was going to be special.