Medicine Man

Having grown up with three siblings, I know how kids are about things being FAIR.  That is, nothing ever is fair, but that's not how it should be, gosh darn it!  I noticed that I did two blogs all about N, which isn't fair to M, who loves everything to be fair, in his favor, bien sur.

Today is N's last day of amoxicillin for his ear infection, which means it's M's last day of medicine, too.  Yep, for 10 days, when M is the room, I've had to give him a shot of OJ in his brother's amox syringe.  Or else.  Then I feel bad for giving N a shot of amox and have to give him an OJ chaser, too!

If he can get his hands on it, he tries to give himself eye drops that N gets post-surgery, too!  He hasn't figured out how to open up the dropper - yet- so he just pretends to put drops in his eyes. 

On another note, Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!  And a special thank you to the Grandmas who sent treats to the boys.  We are going to have a nice, plain Monday with perhaps a heart-shaped PBJ.  M can say peanut butter, by the way.  It comes out

PEE-ba-ba-ba.