Toilet humour

It's late, it's been a long day, and while there are many erudite matters I'd like to discuss I've settled on the subject of boys and poo. Nathan (2) has developed an obsession with the toilet. He has taken to yelling loudly, "woilett' or "lew, lew!" in an oddly posh voice whenever any of us enters the bathroom. This I could handle, since clearly I am acclimatised to all the yelling and really, he's sooooooo cute. But any semblance of the supermum in me disappeared when I found him leaning quietly over the toilet yesterday swishing his hand around in the water with a satisfied grin on his face. i was quite ashamed of myself. I just ran towards him yelling, "Noooooooo!" All self-control vanished in a moment. No wonder it's so nice to be at work sometimes. And I'm sure I'm not allowed to say this in these politically correct times but to hell with it: boys, eh?!