it's the joke that writes itself
So LM has to have a steroid medication in response to his wonderful catalogue of ear infections and colds.
I've taken to calling him "Mr. Schwarzenegger". It's a bit disconcerting as he's already shown himself to be a very strong boy -- I hadn't counted on him being able to bench-press his old man until he was at least 17. And there's also the already-documented 'roid rage quick-to-anger sorts of issues.
The other disconcerting thing is that this medication, just like every other medication given to small children, is meant to have some sort of candy flavor. This time, I'm led to believe, it's an orangey sort of flavor. He sees right through his antibiotics (chalky bubblegum), preferring instead to wail, scream, and spit them all over himself and anyone standing within 5 feet of the medication explosion. His Dimetapp (mediciney grape) goes down far more easily. Invention idea: medicated Now 'N' Laters.
I will now ingest my NyQuil (mediciney black licorice).