July 13, 2010 1 Comment
My older son had his own brand of bathroom related adventures. It happens around the time you’re trying to potty train. They are introduced to the toilet and somehow they start thinking of different things they can do with it. In the other one’s case, he experimented with aiming at things that were around the toilet. I may have pulled out a toy that he’d dropped into the bowl, but generally our scrawny first-born wasn’t much interested in putting things in it, sometimes not even his own excrement.
Our youngest though is another story. I’ve started him on a little training potty that I dump out into the toilet when we’re done. So far I just put him on it in the morning when we both just wake up and usually I’ve been able to get him to go #1. This I make into a big deal with a “He pee peed in the potty!” song and lots of kisses and a treat of some type, usually a toaster pastry but once it was brushing his teeth. He loves the taste of his training toothpaste. Then I clean up the pot and I used to assist him in flushing the toilet. Apparently he is one of the mindset that wonders what else can go down there.
Sunday, he goes into the bathroom, and was only in there for a minute when we checked on him. He’d put a pair of shorts, a pair of underwear two socks and something else into it and flushed. I was able to retrieve the items I named off, but the mystery remnant is lost forever. It did not clog our mainline, thank God, but we were unable to reach it even with a snake.
I sit here even now shaking my head. I know it’s a usual thing for children to do, I just didn’t think he’d try the clothes. The plungers maybe, he’s seen me use them and has since gotten them out every time he’s gotten in the bathroom for any length of time since then.
Oh well, it’s dinner time and we have a lady caller for my older son *wink wink* Off to make mac and cheese!