I had medicine hazel needed to take, and she was fighting it badly. Trying to push me away, clenching her mouth, etc. I tried everything, and it was not going well. Just over it, I guess.
Then-
Me: hazel, did you like going to the hospital?
H: no!
Me: ok, because if you don’t take your medicine, you might stay sick, then we’d have to go there again…
Hazel took the dropper from my hand.
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