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???
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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