I just want to start out by saying that I've always made fun of my sister for being germ-a-phobic. If you mention that your throat has been scratchy and you've had a little cough she'll avoid you for a month. She wipes her hands with antibacterial wipes after leaving the Good Will. She carries more bottles of Germ-X than anyone I've ever known. Anyway, as I've said I've always made fun of her. That is until yesterday. Until I discovered all the places I have Germ-X stashed...
- my car
- Bobby's car
- my purse
- on the diaper bag
- in Hannah's room
- in our living room
- in our bedroom
- and apparently other miscellaneous places that I had long forgotten about (like a purse that's been in my closet forever!)
And I realized I might be a little obsessed with hand sanitation when I whipped out a bottle and Samuel immediately held his hands out and then started rubbing them together. Perhaps I'll limit Germ-X to mealtimes.
