Les Bonnes Choses

This morning, as I was brushing my teeth, Jude wandered into the bathroom. After a moment, he looked up to the shelf to my left where we keep the children's Motrin. I don't know what flavour it's supposed to be, as I have never tasted it and don't remember what the box says. Whatever it may be, we have never had a problem getting Jude to take it because he likes the taste. So when he noticed the Motrin bottle on the shelf, he asked if he could have it. It took me a moment to figure out what he was asking for, before we had the following exchange:

Me: "No, you can't have medicine. Medicine is for when you're sick."
Jude: "*cough cough cough* Can I have medicine? Pleeeeease? *cough cough*"