It's winter here right now, which means that some things are unavoidable - snow, ice, single digit temperatures, unplowed streets, and of course, perpetual sickness.
At a visit the other day a three-year-old boy was playing in the room where we were meeting. At first I didn't even realize he was sick because I was focused on the fact that he was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt. Just a long sleeve shirt, no pants, no diaper, no underwear. But then I thought to myself, "it's your house little dude, do your thing". Then I realized he was sick, how I didn't notice this immediately is beyond me and makes me seriously question my power of observation. He was so sick that snot was covering his entire face. Covering. During the visit, my client was watching her daughter and the three-year-old. The three-year-old was extremely curious and was getting into everything, especially my things. He would occasionally wipe his slimy face on the couch and then continue to play with the buttons on my coat. When my client realized how much snot was literally streaming down his face she yelled for someone to get her a tissue. Then, out of nowhere, a toilet paper roll was launched at us. Luckily, she caught it before it hit my head but as she caught it the ends of the toilet paper tube exploded and used tissues rained down around us, covering both me and my client. After brushing them off, my client explained that they just stuff the tissues inside the tube and then throw it away when it is full. We continued with the visit and after about half an hour I left, wanting desperately to get to the Purell I knew was waiting for me in the car. I stood up, brushing the last of the used tissues off my lap and put on my coat and gloves, when all of a sudden, I felt a wet and squishy blob of tissue inside my left glove. Apparently the three-year-old had left a present for me. Thanks little buddy; good sharing.
At a visit the other day a three-year-old boy was playing in the room where we were meeting. At first I didn't even realize he was sick because I was focused on the fact that he was wearing a long sleeve t-shirt. Just a long sleeve shirt, no pants, no diaper, no underwear. But then I thought to myself, "it's your house little dude, do your thing". Then I realized he was sick, how I didn't notice this immediately is beyond me and makes me seriously question my power of observation. He was so sick that snot was covering his entire face. Covering. During the visit, my client was watching her daughter and the three-year-old. The three-year-old was extremely curious and was getting into everything, especially my things. He would occasionally wipe his slimy face on the couch and then continue to play with the buttons on my coat. When my client realized how much snot was literally streaming down his face she yelled for someone to get her a tissue. Then, out of nowhere, a toilet paper roll was launched at us. Luckily, she caught it before it hit my head but as she caught it the ends of the toilet paper tube exploded and used tissues rained down around us, covering both me and my client. After brushing them off, my client explained that they just stuff the tissues inside the tube and then throw it away when it is full. We continued with the visit and after about half an hour I left, wanting desperately to get to the Purell I knew was waiting for me in the car. I stood up, brushing the last of the used tissues off my lap and put on my coat and gloves, when all of a sudden, I felt a wet and squishy blob of tissue inside my left glove. Apparently the three-year-old had left a present for me. Thanks little buddy; good sharing.
I think that the used tissue inside the roll is great idea that i may begin to employ in my own home!
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