"Mommy, I was calling you because buddy was playing in the toliet and he put his shoes in there."
I proceed to walk in the bathroom only to find my hair brush and my son's hands in the toliet. Thankfully, I cleaned the house earlier today. But that is still nasty on like 15 different levels.
"It's the toliet son!"
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