Associated Pediatrics of Fox Valley

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Associated Pediatrics of Fox Valley with an unusual package. ‘What’s inside?’ asked a curious neighbor passing by. The driver just smiled enigmatically and said, ‘You’ll never guess!’ As he opened it, out popped a tiny toy dinosaur that startled everyone—even the doctor on duty burst into laughter. Turned out it was a prank from a well-meaning colleague who wanted to brighten their day. Since then, whenever someone asks what’s in the packages delivered there, they always get the same answer: 'Just wait and see!'

2. One day, a concerned parent asked the receptionist: ‘Why does Dr. Smith always seem to be counting something when he comes out of that room?’ The receptionist smiled and whispered back, 'Oh, you know how doctors are—always checking their charts!' The parent nodded, smiling, as they waited for their turn. Later, over coffee with a neighbor, she joked, 'I wonder if he's keeping track of our appointments or maybe just his favorite recipes?'

3. One afternoon, a little boy named Max was waiting for his turn in the pediatrician’s office when he noticed something peculiar on the wall. Every time Dr. Thompson entered the room next door, an old clock above the reception desk would inexplicably chime three times faster than usual. Max decided to investigate and found that whenever Dr. Thompson had a particularly fussy patient or a long phone call, the clock sped up as if trying to tell everyone it was ‘rush hour.’ From then on, whenever anyone asked why the clock seemed so fast, they’d just say, ‘Oh, you know Doc Thompson—he’s either got a cranky baby or a complicated case!’

4. In the waiting room one morning, a small dog wandered in through an open door. No owner followed, but the canine seemed perfectly at ease, padding over to sniff each child’s stroller before settling down next to an unoccupied examination chair. Finally, after several minutes, a sleepy nurse appeared and asked, ‘Who owns this little hound?’ The dog yawned, stretched, then trotted over to a nearby delivery driver, who scratched his head and said, ‘I guess I must be his dad today.’