One night last week Zoe woke up every 20 minutes begging for a Kleenex, as a cold was starting to form. Every 20 minutes from 10:00 to 3:00 I got out of bed and went into her room to wipe her little runny nose. At 3:00 I had finally had enough and Zak convinced me to just give her the box of Kleenex. I quickly taught her to wipe her nose and just throw the tissue on the floor. I fully expected the entire box of Kleenex be balled up and on the floor when we woke in the morning. This is what I actually discovered:
Only 13 perfectly balled up tissues tossed just over the edge of her bed.