So, I have waited for over 2-years for my tiny charge to become a rational being – capable of understanding and carrying on a logical dialogue. The time has come and now I am not so sure I am ready for it. This morning, after two previous days of antibiotic battles – he noticed the dreaded elixir sitting on the counter next to his beloved grape-flavored children’s Tylenol – he studied both bottles for some time and then turned to me (while pointing at the antibiotic bottle) and said ‘No like taste medicine – ewwwwww’ and then very logically reached for the bottle of grape-flavored medicine and began pulling it towards himself. Now – I would have thought that this moment would come with a flood of overwhelming joy – he has had an issue – he has identified the root of the problem – he has rationally explained his seemingly erratic behavior and presented what in his mind is a logical compromise – unfortunately – he has to finish his course of antibiotics. And it begins the years of explaining why safety is important and why you must have a curfew and why we cannot eat pizza every night. I will never be the parent who says ‘because I said so’ – wouldn’t it be easy if I would!?