Yesterday morning we had to turn the water off so that my dear Big C could dig a giant hole to figure out where our water leak was coming from. Z Man had his daily constitution after we got home from church and was panicked when it wouldn’t flush. I told him not to worry, the water was off, just close the door and don’t use that potty. Big C found a leak a little after lunch, patched it, let it dry and turned the water back on (only to find another leak but that’s another story). I had let Z Man know the water was back on and to remember to flush his potty. My Aunt and Uncle showed up to pick up their computer and at that time Z Man rolled around the corner and announced that his “number twos were not flushing and going down the potty.” My Aunt about died laughing. I tried to assure him I would take care of it, “Mom, you’ll have to get the plunger to unplug my number twos, it’s bad in there.” I almost sensed a bit of pride with a tinge of embarrassment. It’s no wonder my Aunt and Uncle had no need to use the bathroom before they left! 🙂