When my nephew -- now grown with children of his own -- was a toddler he used to open my sister's migraine pills for her, because when she was suffering she couldn't get the lid off the child-proof bottle. (No need to worry about the little darling eating mommy's pills. He refused all things small and round for fear they were peas.)
I remember we used to say that our kitchen cupboards were "Grandma proof" because she always had to get us to open them for her. They were supposed to be child proof.
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