WHO IS THROWING THINGS IN THE TOILET?
For the second time in as many days, something has ended up in my toilet that doesn't belong there.
I'm a germaphobe to begin with, so I can't stand to have the kids anywhere near the bathroom. I'm careful to close the door as soon as I know the little ones are running around, though admittedly I sometimes forget.
I know I've forgotten at least twice in the last few days, since I'm pretty sure neither my wife nor I have been throwing objects in the toilet. Tuesday night it was a can of V8. Last night it was a water bottle, as the picture shows.
3-year-old says it wasn't her. Actually, I believe her. Young Max is the primary suspect. He is overly interested in the bathroom and the toilet in particular. He also has been seen pillaging the stash of V8 I have in the pantry. Gotta be Max.
Also, not having anything to do with anything, but as long as I'm on the kids... here's a transcript of the conversation I had with 3-year-old Ella this morning on the phone:
DAD: Good morning, Ella. How are you?
ELLA: Well, I changed my name to Pam.
DAD: Okay, Pam. What's going on?