Just FYI, we’re still mid-move. Here’s a map to keep you oriented if you’re confused:
Now, a little story:
Little Boy was upstairs in the vacation house and I was downstairs reading a book.
“Mommy!” he called. “The toilet paper is out and there’s no roll on the back of the potty!”
“There’s another roll in the package in the counter!” I called back.
I continued to read. It’s nice when the kids are old enough to take care of these kind of things themselves, I thought. I can just sit back and let him handle it.
A little while later he called out, “That roll is empty too! Should I get another one?”
Uh oh. That’s not a good sign.
“Wait a minute!” I called. “I’m coming upstairs!”
Surely, I thought, SURELY he couln’t have used an entire roll at once. OH NO!!
“There was a lot of poopy,” he explained.
I guess that maybe he can’t handle the toilet paper…