Your Pants Are Never Tight If you Don’t Wear Any

My husband likes to remind me that I worry too much. I overthink just about everything and I’m not your “go with the flow” kind of girl. I like to plan and find solutions to problems. So tonight, when I heard Maeva yelling my name from the bathroom, it was no different. What now?! For crying out loud!!

It’s so great when your kids play together, right? I mean, there is always a lot of fighting, bickering, tattling, hitting, kicking and crying. But usually, it’s a good thing for them to play together. Maeva is a great sister with Saxon (the baby) and loves to play and coddle him and treat him like the baby brother that he is. So tonight, as I’m making dinner, Saxon starts freaking out that she closed the door to the bathroom and he couldn’t get in. What is it with kids and closed doors?! It causes a meltdown almost every single time! They can be occupied and content as ever, but the second I sneak away and close a door, there’s a kid knocking or just opening the door or crying behind it waiting for it to open again. Every. Single. Time. Maeva comes out of the bathroom to find him upset and starts to play with him to make him feel better and they disappear into the bathroom. Two minutes later, Maeva is yelling my name, running out of the bathroom in a panic. Any guesses on what happened?

Saxon flushed his pants down the toilet. Yep…that’s right. Every kid is different… we are well aware… and we didn’t have to deal with our other kids putting stuff in the toilet. Saxon, on the other hand, is very intrigued by the inner workings of the toilet. We’ve had a few things thrown in there, but nothing too crazy that we haven’t been able to save. He likes throwing things in the bathtub too, but no real harm there since it can’t go down the drain…just sopping wet. But the pants? Actually FLUSHING down the toilet?! Uuuuummmm……where do I begin?! We only have one bathroom in our house! Our building is the only one without sewage problems….did we just mess it up for the whole building? What are we supposed to do when the kids have to pee before bed? How much is this repair going to cost? Do we try plunging or snaking the toilet first? WE HAVE TO REMOVE THE WHOLE TOILET?! OK, remember when I said that my husband says I worry about everything and overthink every situation? Yep….I’m really good at that.

So what do we do? Well, Ryan has to pee of course, so he goes outside. We get our kids ready for bed and where do they pee before bed? The bathtub. Judge us all you want. But it worked. Then I head to Home Depot to get a snake to unclog the darn thing ’cause I’m not prepared to pay a plumber unless I HAVE to. Ryan puts the kids to bed while I’m gone and I come home ready to snake the crap (quite literally) out of the toilet. Roll my sleeves up, I grab my rubber gloves and get to work. I literally went in an inch and think, “maybe I’ll try using my hands first. You never know. Maybe I can get a hold of something.” I reach my hand in…….and lo and behold….. I pulled those suckers right out. I probably should’ve tried that in the beginning and eliminated all the headache in the first place. But hey, I wouldn’t be living up to my reputation, now would I?

Needless to say… we’ll try to keep our pants on over here.