Thank goodness for pink. I'm not talking about Victoria Secret's PINK or breast cancer awareness. I'm not talking about the whole gender colored toys (i.e. legos) or the color I want to paint the walls (which would NEVER be pink btw). I'm talking about that nasty pink medicine you get as a kid called amoxicillin. I hated that stuff when I was little. I think it smells and tastes like bananas and if it isn't an actual banana, I won't eat it. Anyway...Here I am as a mom with a sick kid on my hands who needs the pink stuff (as I like to call it) and I couldn't be more thankful for it.
Poor Peter is battling pneumonia. It happened so fast! He had a cold a couple weeks back and I thought he was better. But over the weekend he developed a cough that just got worse and worse. So today I brought him into the doctor's office and he was prescribed the pink stuff. I'm just so thankful for modern medicine! As a mom, when your child is sick there is only so much you can do. Every time Peter coughed I felt like crying. However, now he is on the mend and health is on it's way back.
Thank God for the pink stuff.