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THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX

My son Nathaniel suggested something I never thought possible.

He gave me this blue plastic clamp – 17 cm or 2 ½ inches - with an open slit down the middle.

“What the heck do I do with it?” I asked. “apart from tossing it in the garbage?” He takes it lightly.

“Get your tube of toothpaste,” he replies, with a patience I don’t deserve.

I hustle off wondering how this bit of plastic will improve my smile.

I bring back ARM & HAMMER’s Extreme White’ tooth paste, and hand it over. He hands it back.

“Now, Clarkie,” as he often calls me, “slide it onto the end in the tube.”

I do what I’m told. Low and behold, it pushes up against what paste is left meaning I don’t have to roll up the bottom, which has always been a pain in the butt!

Nathaniel grins at me. “Remember,” he said, “how until now we all had to roll up the bottom of the tube to force what was left in the tube? Never again.”

Author’s comment: I’m so pleased, I give him a big hug. I do that from time to time. He hugs me back just as hard.


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