This morning the girls played in Perry's office and got some of his supplies out of the closet. Sarah asked what he used them for, and Perry said he gave them to doctors to tell them about the medicine he sells.
Later, on the couch, Sarah gave me one of the pamphlets and said, "Tell the doctor if your migraine medicine doesn’t work, and he’ll give you some margarita medicine. It should work on everything and make you feel better."
I just had to post that before I forgot. And no, I don't drink a lot of margaritas!