I don't know if it a LOT of boys or just this one I happen to be blessed with, but flushing a toilet is such a foreign concept to Vern.
We talk.
We put up posters.
We yell.
We talk some more.
And still we get the surprises in the bathroom.
*********************SCREAM*****************************
and running from the bathroom from Ann. Followed by:
"Vern is the most disgusting thing. He didn't flush again and it smells and its gross and I AM NOT cleaning that up!"
Son #1, John, has always flushed and washed his hands.
Earlier this fall after one particular incident where I was lucky enough to find the remains, Superman and myself actually picked him up and put his head near the toilet as I flushed in an attempt to give him a swirley. He screamed like a girl and he flushed for a week straight.
I think that swirley has worn off. He is back to his old ways. :-(
We put up a new sign in the bathroom to flush and wash. I have my doubts it will work. I have even had him clean the toilet multiple times and it still doesn't sink in.
Maybe its time for the next swirley where we actually get him wet???
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