Bad Medicine

Being a single parent is never easy, but it is particularly challenging when the parent isn't feeling well.
As usual, I rely on ingenious parenting to get me through this hurdle.

Again, my master trickery will guide me through this. It's perfect. I can snooze on the couch and keep the kids occupied all at the same time. Who says 102 fever can stop this ninja mom?

YES!
The girls fell for it. I will execute this mission with such stealth that the kids will never know I am really sick.

They excitedly run off to their rooms to round up their Fisher Price Medical Kit and some cups, spoons, and plates from their kitchenette. They can hardly contain themselves.

I relax and nestle myself on the couch, the sick patient. The kids check my temperature.

I can hear them discussing my symptoms and diagnosing my condition. 

They shove the plastic princess spoon in my mouth, and I cooperate.  I start to doze off, but I can feel them staring at me.

After a few minutes, they get bored and decide to try something else. 

They shove the plastic Fisher Price thermometer in my mouth, and I patiently play along.

Did I mention that one of our favorite shows to watch during family TV time is Grey's Anatomy? My kids love Doctor McDreamy.

Armed with TV doctor knowledge, they continue to treat their sick patient. I continue to doze. Ahh, I marvel at my exceptional parenting.

Although Biohazzard Medicaine does not sound like anything I want in my mouth, I know it is pretend, so I continue to play along. 
Again, I start to fall asleep, but I can feel them staring at me.

They decide they need to take more drastic measures to cure their dying patient. 

I hear their little feet pitter patter on the carpet as they scurry off to their rooms to conjure up a better cure.
As always, my plan is working. It's almost too easy and so much fun!

They were in their rooms for a little bit, but I knew they were just trying to find more pretend medicine... or so I thought.

I had forgotten about the lizard the girls caught on the porch the day before- their new pet...

I let myself slip into a peaceful slumber, confident that my hospital game was keeping the kids preoccupied.

I opened my mouth, expecting to have some plastic spoon shoved in it. Then, I realized what she said. "Green Lizard?" I slowly opened my eyes...

I know that I have said I would avoid trickery to control my children, because it has backfired on me on more than one occasion. 
After almost having a lizard shoved in my mouth, I am completely swearing off the ninja mom attempts!
Well, maybe not....