… And it’s eating all the toilet paper.
I swear, that has to be what’s happening. Where’s it all going otherwise?
OK, OK, I know where it’s going. Lavishly down the S-bend. After being extravagantly swiped across the precious fannies of my offspring.
What is it with kids and toilet paper? Why do they need SO MUCH?
I mean, I’m profoundly grateful that I’m no longer expected to wipe their dirty butts every time they go number 2 … but what the?
Is there some sort of powerpoint presentation on bum wiping 101 that I can show them?
I don’t want to get too antsy about it and set limits or anything. I’m still a bit scarred by the 3-squares rule that was in place at my grandparents’ house because of the septic tank.
I HATED the 3-squares rule. Three squares are NEVER enough.
Is there a toilet paper monster munching it all at your place? Any tips on banishing him? Oh, and if you could tell me HOW THE HELL I GET THE KIDS TO BLOODY FLUSH I’d really appreciate that too.

I wonder if you put one of those blue toilet blocks in the cistern that it might make flushing a bit more interesting?
Oh, and lucky you don’t have teenage boys…then you’ll be asking, “Why so long in the shower?” followed rapidly by, “Where has all the #%€^¥#% hot water gone?”! Or words to that effect!
I have no tips because the toilet paper monster in my house is me. I do have two in nappies though…and hubby is well…male. So I am left to use the majority of it….and I do!