After cleaning up Brecken's stomach flu mess that had landed all over the floor--I wanted her well as much as (I imagined) she wanted herself well. Sprite: Check. (Easy.) Pepto-Bismol... (cue the following conversation):
Me: Brecken, you can do it. Just one spoonful.
Brecken: I know. It's so gross. I... I can't.
(five minutes of persuasive conversation)
Me: Brecken, this will help so that you don't throw up again. Would you rather take the Pepto-Bismal, or throw up again?
Brecken: (seriously weighing her options) I don't know. Can you give me a minute to think about it.
Seriously? Throwing up or Pepto-Bismol? It brought to mind my favorite scene in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory :) good times
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