As I’ve mentioned, while on the road it has been a source of… let’s call it “challenging amusement” to childproof the room where our preschooler son is sleeping.  Among the delightful little fillips to enjoy has been the presence of both a television and radio for him to turn on whenever he happens to wake (4:30-ish, most recently), as well as the small fridge where we are storing some food and milk for him.  Fun for all!

This morning brought a new surprise.  As I was brushing my teeth, I heard an unexpected sound coming from his room.  “What is that clanking noise?” thought I.  “Surely we don’t have any glass bottles in that fridge.”

And lo, upon entering the small person’s room I found him opening and closing the bottom drawer of the bureau, wherein could be found an entire unopened six pack of Yuengling rolling around.  Which, while not the brand I would have chosen to leave in my toddler son’s room (thanks, previous occupants!), is still a free six-pack of beer.

I suppose I could call that a mixed blessing?

Russell Saunders

Russell Saunders is the ridiculously flimsy pseudonym of a pediatrician in New England. He has a husband, three sons, daughter, cat and dog, though not in that order. He enjoys reading, running and cooking. He can be contacted at blindeddoc using his Gmail account. Twitter types can follow him @russellsaunder1.


  1. Nice! Yuengling was the beer that convinced me to become a beer drinker. Up till then, I hadn’t liked any of the brands I’d tried.

  2. I’ve actually tried Yuengling, and I like it. A former roommate’s girlfriend was from the Pittsburgh area, and they brought some back after a trip there.

  3. Dang! Your child finds way cooler stuff than my child. I usually get dark colored, unidentifiable, squishy items. Wanna switch?

  4. If we were in that situation, I’m pretty sure my wife would have a nervous breakdown – if the cleaning service was so sloppy as to miss a six-pack in a drawer, lord knows what else they failed to wash/scrub/disinfect. I imagine we’d be out looking for another hotel entirely.

    • Those concerns did cross my mind, as well. As it happened, we were checking out of the hotel that morning anyhow, so it was a moot point.

  5. I thought this was going in a different direction — I was waiting for you to say that he had opened the little concierge fridge full of outrageously-priced consumables and proceeded to pull out $50 worth of drinks (i.e. about three bottles). Glad it was a happy ending.

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