Entering the kids’ bathroom is not an activity I take lightly. It took a long time for me to come to terms with the fact that if they want to live like undomesticated, uncivilized beings from some low-budget sci-fi film, then avoiding the kids' bathroom (the hall bath) is my best coping mechanism.
It is better for me if I don’t witness their filth. It appears in many forms:
10. their mislaid trash (perhaps the tiny, typical-bathroom-sized bin isn't wide enough for them and they regularly miss the target),
9. their poor aim (speaking of missing the target . . . 4 boys, people. FOUR),
8. their overflowing garbage bin (why they refuse to grasp that they shouldn't empty large items into a tiny garbage pail is way beyond my comprehension. Often times they clean their rooms - only when ordered multiple times, mind you- and they discard old birthday party loot bags, shoe boxes, mounds of partially used construction paper, broken sport bottles, and 83 wadded up Kleenexes into this tiny, meant-for-bathroom-trash-only bin),
7. their toothpaste spittoon competitions (unless there is a more reasonable explanation for toothpaste spit splattering ALL OVER one side of the mirror. I do recognize that the lopsided spitting issue is most likely related to one culprit, but I have yet to install cameras-this is a bathroom, after all- to determine who this might be. I have my theories),
|The ledge in their shower . . . 4 of these bottles are empty. |
4!!! Guess how often they use 'Daily Shower'?
I refuse to show you the overflowing garbage or the state of the
soap scum. I have standards. My children don't, but I do.
5. their 67 hairbrushes (yes, and only two hairbrush users),
4. their littering of hair ties/scrunchies/bows (again, easily deduced -so finger pointing by the brothers is perfectly acceptable here, but like I've said - their tolerance for junk everywhere is incredibly high, so the boys never complain),
2. their multitude of toothbrushes - no explanation, (Coach and I both insist that we were allotted one toothbrush when we were growing up, and by-golly it proved sufficient, we struggle with how our kids manage to lam on to more than one toothbrush and NEVER toss out the older one, AND quickly become unable to identify a toothbrush that was once theirs - who are these people and who invited them to live with such civilized parents?)
1. and their balled-up dirty laundry - heaps of it (because reaching a forearm thru the laundry room door directly next to the bathroom might show real attention to detail).
That sums it up. This is why I rarely enter their bathroom space. I make them clean it. It's a 6 week rotation when Laddie is home. When he isn't, a turn pops up for each kid every 5 weeks. Everyone has to do it. I really thought they would start to be neater in general, knowing that in the blink of an eye they would be in there dealing with the grossness.
Nothing deters them though. NOTHING.