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The Mother of Invention

The Mother of Invention

Sophie is teething. She’s getting all four of her canines in. For some reason she’s dead set against letting me give her either Tylenol or Oragel. However, when I first pulled out the bottle, she got quite excited. It was only when I extended the full dropper that she began to wail, “NO!!!”

Finally, I figured it out when I left the Tylenol bottle where she could get it. She wants it as a teether. The squeeze bulb on the dropper is just the size to get into the gap between her incisors and molars and soothe the sore gums where traditional teething rings just won’t do because they are much too fat.

I know I shouldn’t let her run around with a bottle of Tylenol; but I’m not sure I have the heart to take it away either. There’s only about one dose in there so she can’t OD. The biggest danger is that she chews through the bulb and spills purple syrup on my rugs. Then again, the rugs have seen worse since we moved in.

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