Since our household consists of three males and two females (one of whom uses diapers), I think I can safely assume there are three possible culprits. After interviewing each of the suspects, I was left with zero confessions and three "Not me"s. Someone is hiding something. But I have ways of getting them to talk. Time to pull out the mixer...
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Whodunit: The Toilet Seat Mystery
This is what the ideal toilet seat looks like. Ours look like this one for approximately 17 minutes following scrubbing.
We have a rule in our house that I'm sure is common to any household containing boys. The rule is this: Lift the toilet seat. Every time. This morning, like many other mornings, I went into the bathroom and discovered clear evidence that someone in our house is still not lifting the toilet seat. Perhaps the person forgot, though I hardly think that's likely because I say "Remember to lift the seat" about six times a day. Maybe the person was in a hurry, but really, how long does it take to lift the seat? (Technically, they are also supposed to put the seat and lid back down when finished, but at this point, I'd settle for the halfway mark of just remembering to lift the seat.)
Since our household consists of three males and two females (one of whom uses diapers), I think I can safely assume there are three possible culprits. After interviewing each of the suspects, I was left with zero confessions and three "Not me"s. Someone is hiding something. But I have ways of getting them to talk. Time to pull out the mixer...
Since our household consists of three males and two females (one of whom uses diapers), I think I can safely assume there are three possible culprits. After interviewing each of the suspects, I was left with zero confessions and three "Not me"s. Someone is hiding something. But I have ways of getting them to talk. Time to pull out the mixer...
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My errant pee problem stopped when I brought the boys into the bathroom and had them get down on their hands and knees and look at the base of the toilet and the floor surrounding it. They were so grossed out and I explained that I cleaned stuff like that every week even though I didn't contribute one drop to it. Bless their hearts, they've been better ever since.
ReplyDeleteI wish that had worked for us. Ever since getting married, I have made it clear that I do not clean bathroom floors--they should be cleaned by the people who can miss the target (i.e. men and boys). No matter how much scrubbing they do, they still seem to have this seat problem, though!
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