Our little guy is battling yet another cold and upper respiratory infection. The breathing problems, I’m afraid, come from me. (Things my son has inherited from me, aside from his dashing good looks and infectious personality: a lot of hair, tendency to sweat profusely and breathing problems).
Besides the nebulizer treatments, the doc also prescribed some antibiotics because he has an ear infection. The gross pink stuff took both me and my wife back to our own childhood experiences–and we both gagged remembering that sickly sweet taste.
But here’s the really crazy thing: the medicine is supposed to taste like candy, but our son has never had candy. Here is a short list of artificial flavors he’d probably enjoy more, based on his taste profile.
- Cat’s tail
- Car seat harness
- Stuffed animal
- Dad’s gym shorts
Until next time…