Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Once upon a time lived a proper King and Queen who always had an understanding to leave the toilet seat down. They vowed they would not partake of the peasant way and have to stare into the insides of a toilet bowl upon walking into a bathroom. When they would visit homes of toilet lids up, they would agree about the necessity of better sanitation with lowered lids.
Then the happy couple had triplet boys -triplet boys who needed to be potty trained. Somehow in the lesson of weeing in the toilet, the children have found ways around putting the lid down. Usually in a form of a loud boisterous slam of a lid attacking the porcelain rim. The queen would rather not hear it, nor make the boys touch the toilet and have to rewash their hands, so she has deemed it to be placed on the "wish it away" list.
But slowly the tolerance for not demanding the lid be put in it proper place (down!) has extended to tolerance for finding the toilet not flushed (number ones only thank you).
It is said the queen has lost all sense of properness now that she justifies the non-flushing children by instead thinking of the of water saved from lack of flushing.
She excels at finding the silver linings, don't you think?