Tripping on Orapred

I'd like to chalk this one up to lack of sleep, but all of the excuses in the world wouldn't begin to make me look anything other than crazy here. I actually just caught myself trying to coerce Evan to take his oral steroids by saying "Come on, honey. It'll be fun. You'll get high."

This will probably dispel any illusions about my superior parenting skills quite efficiently. With a mother like me, who needs drug dealers? I guess I'm just a better mother at 4 a.m. than at 6 p.m.