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Sunday, March 2, 2008

Toilet Fishing

Ah, the joys of parenthood. One of my absolute favorite things to do is toilet fishing. (Of course my voice is dripping sarcasm at the moment.) If you are unfamiliar with the term "toilet fishing," allow me to enlighten you.

Toilet fishing is when, for example, a preschooler mom decides to take an extra-long shower because it's one of the few places and times she can achieve blissful solitude. However, as she exits the shower, she realizes that her home is extra-quiet ... too quiet. She wraps a towel around her dripping wet body and begins searching for trouble with a capital T.

She discovers it in another bathroom, as her child smiles angelically beside an overflowing toilet. The stopped-up porcelain bowl is typically a direct result of:

option A -- her son floating his toy boat in the toilet, only to later change his mind and imagine it as a submarine, jamming the boat into the hole

option B -- her daughter, angry at the loss of attention due to the extra-long twelve minute shower, decides to exact retribution by dropping mom's favorite (fill in the blank) objects into the toilet

option C -- her newly toilet-trained child sits atop a toilet filled with an entire roll of toilet paper ripped into tiny pieces and dropped into the bowl

And so the mom must go toilet fishing. It's SUCH a joyful experience, most often performed while quietly reciting Proverbs 14:29 and Ephesians 4:2 under your breath.

So why am I sharing this story today?

You guessed correctly! Only today Tonggu Momma didn't have to toilet fish ... the Husband had that honor! We awoke to the Tongginator's screams at 6:30 AM. The Husband earned major points today because --- not only did he toilet fish -- he also didn't have time to grab the plunger. The toilet overflowed before the Husband even reached the bathroom, so he acted quickly, using his hand to stem the tide. He later efficiently and effectively cleaned up the mess in the bathroom and on his person. Yuck! Poor man...

My Husband, the human plunger!


Janet said...

OH, YUCK! I did toilet fishing when I babysat last week! UGH!!!