(D. is right beside me as I type this. Shout out!)
Just call me Mary Poppins.
The girls have colds right now, and to help relieve their (snot-y, cough-y) symptoms, they have to take a rather disgusting-looking medicine twice a day.
Which means just OODLES of fun for those of us spooning out said medicine.
Mr. and Mrs. R. were out of the house, leaving me to fend for myself. Well, the cat was there, but he's not much help. He just flips his tail at me and stalks away. ANYWAY, I broke down and actually allowed the girls to turn on the TV, thinking, "Oh, they'll be distracted...it'll be easier to slip the medicine in their mouths without too much of a fuss."
Oh, Nanny. What were you thinking?
The girls, OF COURSE, noticed right away. First of all, they couldn't get over the shock that I was actually allowing them to watch TV. Second, they knew the medicine was coming. They could sense it. They're smart like that.
I tried E. first. She usually is the better one at taking medicine, and I can usually entice her by singing, "Oh, a spoonful of sugar..." No such luck today. She spat out the first spoonful all over the floor and they both started singing, "NO MEDICINE! NO MEDICINE! NO MEDICINE!"
Next I tried A. She, of course, followed in her younger sister's footsteps and spat out the medicine, too. I was thrilled, as you can guess. I turned the TV off. Yelling and screaming ensued. "Nope," I declared, "you lost your TV privileges for spitting your medicine on the floor. You know better than that." Begging and pleading ensued. I stood firm. I'm such a mean nanny.
Even though I wouldn't give back TV privileges, I would allow the girls to have extra playtime before dinner. IF they took their medicine. No complaining. No whining. And if there were any fits tonight, there would be no extra playtime for a long, LONG time.
The girls thought it over. I could see them trying to find any loopholes in my decree. They'll make excellent lawyers someday.
In the end, they agreed to my proposition. On one condition.
"Sing the spoonful of sugar song to us, Nanny?"
Oh, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down...
The medicine is downed (complete with scrunched up, this is DISGUSTING faces) and the girls head off to playtime. No major injuries, no blood shed.
In the most delightful way...