DD was diagnosed with a nasty chest infection today and prescribed antibiotics.
When we got home I tried everything to get her to take a spoonful and was contemplating the old favourite - pinning her to the floor and force feeding her, which no-one enjoys doing.
I even tried bribery, but it just resulted in her running to hide and sob by the front door. She wouldn't even try a tiny taste of it and cried if I asked her if she would let Daddy give it her when he got home - you get the idea!
DH walked through the front door and before they had even left the hallway she had agreed to take her medicine.
He simply explained to her that this medicine was just like the plasters she has on her knees, but for her tummy and inside of her chest.
I would never have thought of that - the man is a genius!