I picked her up and turned her so her back was against my chest; I tucked my arms around her to immobilize her legs and wrapped my neck next to hers. "Sweet One, you would not for one second allow momma to skip her medications and you would tell me it was important to work hard to build and keep my health. Well, the same goes for you. Now," I switched to my momma voice, "stop being silly and take this cheese from dad."
She tentatively opened her mouth and Steve pushed in the pills, then just to be sure she would not spit them out like she already had three times, he held her mouth shut until she swallowed.
White Dog pushed her way out of my arms and stormed out of the room.
Later, Steve went in to do some work. She glared at him. "I am STILL mad," she announced. His response surprised her. "And I am STILL mad at you for being so uncooperative and unreasonable."
She snuggled under her blanket to pout. Shortly after, Steve felt her tap his leg. "I am sorry, dad. You are right an extra pill is a small thing to ask me to do if it means I get stronger. I didn't think."
Steve lifted her into his arms and kissed her head. "Enough said, Lesson learned."
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