Once my mom was looking in a drawer in the boys’ bathroom. She grabbed a handful of those medicine dispensers and asked, “How many of these do you need, Fae?”
“As many as I can get!”
I’ve always considered those things a valuable asset. When you need one, you need one NOW. Like paper towels, flashlights, lip balms, condoms. All things that are needed right at your fingertips when you need them.
Last night I was digging around in the boys’ bathroom drawer for a thermometer (oh right, they all went out the same time because I got all three at Tornado E’s baby shower. I got to put that on the list.), I ran into a few medicine dispensers. And then I realized.
I didn’t need them any more. Tornado A was big enough for a little tiny cup. Or one of those medicine spoons. No more grabbing a child by his chin and squirting medicine in the back of the throat. Sure, cups are a little harder to deal with, but I could get rid of these. A happy dance for little babies growing up.
So I dug these out of the drawer. I’m sure there are more somewhere. But at least I can get rid of these and free up some space in the drawer.
Now to work on my collection of medicine cups.