MIAGD: make it a great day
When we moved into our Shroyer home in 2003, it was the first time I’d shared a bathroom with my sons, and I quickly discovered a new teen malady: the inability to replace a roll of toilet paper.
When they had their own bathroom at the larger Centerville townhouse, I can only assume they understood the practicality of this challenging dilemma, and acted accordingly.
Alas, sharing a bathroom in the new Kettering home revealed my worst fears: the boys did not understand the mechanics of the contraption to hold the roll of toilet paper. I gathered them around the object protruding from the wall for a tutorial.
That did the trick.
But it revealed their next handicap: replenishing the rolls of toilet paper.
Outside the bathroom is a closet in the hectagonal hallway in which toilet paper is stored, in abundance, on the top shelf. In the bathroom’s lavatory are three drawers, one of which is used for holding three spare TP rolls.
Once the rolls were used to replenish the empty roll on the mysterious contraption (which they’d actually mastered), the boys had not considered adding more TP to the drawer.
I inserted this note in the drawer:
A month, or so, ago, I spied the note in the bathroom drawer, and considered removing it. Nah. The note card was some of the home’s history like the fire pit built by the boys, the height-chart on one door’s frame, and encouraging notes taped to the inside of cabinet doors.
The note card remained.
Then, my unexpected son arrived, and I am glad the note card remained.
Throughout the house are other note cards to assist in helping him remember things. Perhaps those notes will remain, too, like the height-chart, the encouragement notes, and the toilet paper refill reminder.
It’s obviously provided a good chuckle, even when there was a break in having sons in the house.
Make it a great day, Folks!