Pediatric Associates of Topeka

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood around Pediatric Associates of Topeka, late one night, a delivery driver swore he heard an infant laughing in the empty hallway. No baby was supposed to be there, yet the sound persisted, echoing through the halls. Curious, the driver followed the sound and found himself face-to-face with a smiling teddy bear on a nearby shelf. Turns out, it was just an overactive imagination playing tricks. The next morning, a neighbor joked, ‘Maybe that bear needs his own pediatrician!’

2. In the early morning hours outside Pediatric Associates of Topeka, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the loading dock area—a small box wrapped in plain brown paper, with no return address and just a simple note scribbled on the side: ‘For Dr. Smith’s office.’ The next day, when Dr. Smith opened his mail, he found not only letters but also a package from an unknown sender. Curious, he unwrapped it—inside was a teddy bear wearing a stethoscope around its neck and a handwritten card saying: 'Hope your patients feel better soon!' Turns out, someone had mistakenly left it there during the night.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Pediatric Associates of Topeka and noticed something odd: the neon sign above the entrance kept flickering on and off in perfect rhythm with the baby monitor he’d forgotten at home. Curious, he walked inside, only to hear soft cooing sounds coming from an empty waiting room. Approaching the nursery, he found himself staring at a sleeping infant wrapped in his own blanket—his own newborn son, who had been left behind during the frantic rush to deliver groceries. With a laugh, he picked up the baby and headed back home, realizing that sometimes life delivers its best packages when you least expect them.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Pediatric Associates of Topeka and found an unusual note taped to the door: ‘Emergency only—all other deliveries will be redirected to Kansas Children’s Hospital.’ Curious, he checked inside and heard faint laughter coming from the empty waiting room. As he peered around the corner, he saw a small boy with big eyes and a mischievous grin. The kid was sitting on the exam table, holding a bag marked 'Kansas Children’s Hospital'. Turning to him, the boy said, ‘Hey, stranger! I’m just helping out here—Dr. Smith is running late today.’