Max caught pink eye last week. No fun. We went to the doctor, received a prescription for eye drops and Max was home from school for a day. The eye drops were NOT a hit with Max. It took both Brent and me to hold Max down to force in a drop into each eye, twice a day. He was crying and squirming and it was awful. We felt so bad for him! We tried to tell him that the medicine was necessary so that his eyes would get all better. Nothing made the experience any better. However, the 7th and last day for drops came. We told Max that it was time for eye medicine. He seemed okay with it, wanted to bring me the drops and said "it will make my eyes all better". He laid down in my lap and told daddy to go ahead with the drops. What happened? Our child surprises us every day!