It is 4:03AM, I’ve been up for about an hour. Sadie woke up hungry and while I was feeding her I could hear Aubrey hacking coughing in her bedroom and Emma asking her very nicely to “Pwease be quiet Sissy, I so so sweepy!” I stuck my head in the door of their room and told Aubrey to hang on I was getting her some medicine
“Mommy not medicine, MAGIC JUICE. Renember?”
How could I forget? Don’t worry, it’s not all creepy-Michael-Jackson-Jesus-Juice…it’s a Triaminic Cough and Cold strip dissolved in an eighth of a cup of OJ, and mixed with a magic wand, er- a straw. I had to develop Magic Juice, after a particularly bad cold ripped it’s way through our family, followed quickly after by a stomach bug that took out EVERY member of our family, including MY mother and sister.
Aubrey was 3 at the time and refused to take her medicine, a purple dissoluble strip. saying her tummy hurt. “EXCUSES, EXCUSES” I thought! Being the ER nurse that I am, I told my sister just to stick it in Aubrey’s mouth when she wasn’t paying attention. It would dissolve and Aubrey would be forced to swallow it…or not.
As soon as B’s finger left Aubrey’s mouth, Aubrey threw up like she had been eating corn chowder and spun around on the “Spiraling Tunnel-o-Death” ride at the County Fair. Needless to say, I’m not sure that Aubrey OR my sister, for that matter, have ever forgiven me or forgotten. Because Magic Juice was born and for the last two years, anytime I MENTION medicine Aubrey will say, “Renember that time you gave me medicine and made me fro up all over B???”
Back to tonight- I mixed up 2 rounds of Magic Juice because Emma was beginning to cough as well and carried it to their room. Once they finished it, I straightened their covers and tucked them back in. As I was leaning down to give Emma one more kiss, I heard Aubrey say, “Mommy, you’re sorta a little bit a genius.”
It’s not egg-zactly an embossed invite from Mensa, but I’ll take what I can get thank-you-VERY-much!