I "totally" need some medicine!

Ahhh, my little Laetner is quite a character. Even as I am typing this I can hear him fighting with Waverly---bear in mind she is 6 months old! She is apparently making too much noise while jumping up and down in her exosaucer and it is hard for him to hear the T.V. "Quiet Way-ber-lee, I can't hear." To which she gets even more excited and starts squawking at him. "Stop talking for me Way-ber-lee!" To which she starts jumping up and down in the exosaucer again. It goes on ALL day like this.
Lately his new favorite adjective is "toh-tah-wee"---otherwise known as totally! That word has been fairly present in Delainee's vocabulary as well, but I think Laetner is really integrating it into any and all situations. I know at four AND a half years old, you would not think he should not be pronouncing it that way, but that is why the "little bus" picks him up everyday to go to amanecer preschool for speech delay.

Courtney has been traveling A LOT lately. Most weeks we don't see him from Monday thru Wednesday or Thursday or so. This next month will be particularly insane. From now thru Oct 10 he will be home a total of 6 days! We miss him tremendously--me moreso than the others of course. The kids seem to do fine with it. We talk alot about him being gone and looking at the calendar to figure out when he comes back. I would honestly say that I don't think it really even phases Laetner that Daddy is gone aside from the fact that when Court is out of town he takes his laptop with him. When the laptop is in town Laetner would play games on it 24/7 if I let him. (I think Daddy does let him!!!) Anyways, last night I had just put the kids to bed. I am walking down the hallway and I hear Laetner sniffling in his room. You never know with him--the fan could be on, the blinds could be open, he is very particular with how things SHOULD be in his room (as I am sure all of our kiddies are) So I go into his room and see him sitting on the edge of his bed, and he seems to be legitimately crying---not the fake "I'm trying to extend my bedtime" cry.

This is how the conversation ensues....
ME: "What's the matter Laetner?"
Laetner:--sobbing
Me: (after waiting a moment) "What's the matter Laetner?"
Laetner: "I miss my daddy!"
Me: (slightly surprised by his response)"Me too, but he won't be coming home tonight" (I am figuring he wants to wait up for daddy to come home)
Laetner: (more insistent) "I want my daddy"
Me: "I know buddy, he'll be home Thursday night."
Laetner: I want my daddy, I totally sick.
Me: Oh...kay
Laetner: (continuing) "I totally sick, I totally need medicine!"
Me: "Ahhh...." (lightbulb going on)

You see, my little drug junkie of a son LOVES children motrin. He is always coming up with reasons why he needs the stuff. Thank goodness there is such a thing as child-proof caps, otherwise I am sure he would have ODed by now. Well I really was not up for a fight, so I am embarassed to admit that for no good reason I let him have some. Not a full dose, but enough to let us both have a good night's sleep!