GOOD JOB! (please pass the Depends)

Feeling:  Majorly frustrated!

Years ago, when my children were little and in the process of potty training, I would look into their little chair and congratulate them for a 'good job'.  There would be high-fives and happy dances.  It was an accomplishment and I made it clear that I was proud of them for it.

Now, years later, I ponder how to make my children understand that it is no longer necessary to show me their latrinal accomplishments.  I am no longer impressed by the sight.  In fact I'd be happy NOT to see any floaters in the toilet.  I'd be giving high-fives and doing the happy dance if I were to walk into the bathroom and NOT be greeted by the sight of a well aged batch of pee punch.  Now that they are potty trained, how do I get them to FLUSH?!

Last night I found enough toilet paper in the toilet to wipe the butts of a small army.  I guess someone thought that concealing the floater was as good as flushing, thus leaving me with the dilemma, should I flush the mess risking blockage and overflow, or do I scoop it?  Ugh!  That was a no brainer, I pulled the handle.  Fortunately it all went down in one flush.

Obviously my offspring do not appreciate the convenience of modern indoor plumbing.  Perhaps I need to dig a hole in the back and let them use that for a spell, through wind, rain, snow and scorching heat when the smell just hangs so thick you can't stand it but you're afraid to breath through your mouth incase you might taste it.  Maybe then they will appreciate what they have and take better care of it.

Or maybe they just need to go back to diapers!  I'm sure there are some Depends in their sizes.  And I can keep a jar of lollipops handy for a 'good job' after we high-five and do the happy dance.