Cough Syrup Nightmare

Yesterday was 4th of July and a few of our friends came over and we all ate together and had a lot of fun. The kids played in some blow-up pools and had a blast. They were so tired when it was time to go to bed last night. Emmaline has had a cough and some stuffy nose when she gets up the past few mornings, so I told Brian to give her some cough med before bed last night. Not only did she still wake up coughing and stuffy, apparantly she has had a reaction to it that causes her to act like Satan on crystal meth. Boy, I don't know how long this medicine stays in the system, but it is about 4 pm and she is still going strong with the crazy. Brian took the afternoon off, so he got to come home at lunch and spend all afternoon with her. Hah-hah. Of course, I forgot to tell him that she was having some lunatic reaction to the medicine, so when we went to lunch, I asked if she could ride with him. (We had to drop my car off for oil change.) He happily put her in his truck and we all left to go to the restaurant. When we got out, he didn't look so happy anymore. He wanted to know if she had "been acting like this all day?" I was too busy laughing to answer him. Needless to say, she won't be getting that medicine anymore unless we have a Catholic priest on hand to do the exorcism afterwards.