The money fairy should be here any minute now. Last night, for the first time in his entire life, George took medicine. I didn't have to restrain him, I didn't have to put the liquid medicine in a syringe and stick it way back in his throat, I didn't end up wearing any of it.
Now, to be honest, there were tears and screams involved at first. But in the end, he took the medicine cup in hand and drank from it. (After first being redirected when he tried to pour it into his ear. Because it was to make his ear feel better. Logical, but incorrect.) Emma and I threw an impromptu Yay You Took Your Medicine party and had a quick family crazy dance moment.
And then he scarfed down both his dinner and the leftover lunch sitting on the counter, and asked for dessert.
He woke up today a bit congested, but feeling fine. No temperature, no hurting ears. Very excited about sending Emma off to school while he stayed in his pajamas.
This mom gig, I don't know. I may need some time to myself in the loony bin when the kids get older. But for now, I'll wait for the money fairy to show up, or maybe try something else that I've always thought impossible. My crazy little world just keeps surprising me!