Kleenex

Meg, like all other children, tends to have a perpetually runny nose. I try to keep a pack of Kleenex in the diaper bag. This morning she handed me this:

And I went into the living room to find this:

This is the third time she has torn apart a pack of Kleenex. I can’t bear to throw perfectly good Kleenex away, so I’ve used nothing but partially shredded tissues for the past month. Each time she’s found them in a different place: a drawer in the bathroom, my purse, the diaper bag. Oh well – at least it kept her quitely occupied for 15 minutes!