The other day, Sarah came into the kitchen as I was taking some penicillin. Thinking that I was sneaking one of the children's Flintstones vitamin, she asked if she could have one of my pills.
I explain to the little cherub that I was taking medicine that would help to make me feel better.
Sarah asked, "Will it make you stop yelling?".
I replied, "No, darling, that is a little blue pill that I am so desperately in need of". I giggled, and then handed her a coveted Flintstones vitamin.