This is Lyla in the doctor's office. She has an acute case of potbelly. And a double ear infection.
The doctor said of one ear, "Ooh, that one's redder than Elmo."
To which Lyla replied, "Elmo."
But it's fine. Julie made sure the doctor prescribed the same nasty goop that worked so well last time. I forget what it's called, but it's one of those baby prescriptions that parents have to mix into yogurt or applesauce or pudding just to have a chance. Target even puts free flavor in there if you ask for it.
Which we don't. Lyla loves the stuff. Halfway through syringing the first dose into her mouth this evening, Lyla started eagerly doing the sign for please. Maybe she knows the medicine will make her feel better. Or maybe she likes things that taste like ass.
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