"Daaaa-daaaa, can I have some medicine for my hiccups?"
... at wits end with his awfulterribletroubling case of the *hic'cup*
(So, ingenious father fills the medicine cup with some of mother's crystal lite,
a taste virtually unfamiliar to our kids.)
-- 8 hrs. later --
"Yah, I have them. Did you hear it?"
"Yah. (thoughtful pause)
I don't have them in my mouth anymore, see???
(mouth opens w i d e) . . .