it's the kind of thing I probably never would have made if I'd had girls
the hope that 'Ready, Aim, Fire' might actually appeal and lead to aiming in - someone needs to design one of those stick on toilet cleaners that looks like a target.
I used to be rather smug about the fact I was married to one of those awesome men that leave the seat down. I never got a cold bottom landing on a seatless loo at night, I never got wet socks.... and then I had 2 small boys to show me the higher path to humility. A pathway walked in wet socks and forgotten flushes, I might add.
The other day Flip called to me from the loo, "sorry mama I've just wee'd on the magazines" (no more magazines in our loo)... thing is I laughed and replied "thanks for letting me know darling".... I'm kinda low-key which is both a good and bad thing in such situations.
I know there will come a time in our lives when it's back to just The Atlas and I - the seat will be down, the floor will be clean and I'll pine for these days. So today I'm stopping to be grateful for a toilet that needs a 'Ready, Aim, Fire - Flush, Wash' sign.
Joining in with Meghan
