Little boys, and how they pee

I have often laughed at my boys because they hold themselves, dance like crazy, and chant "I have to go, I have to go, I have to go." Then you hear them in the bathroom and their feet hit the floor faster and faster, then stop. Success as they make it to the bathroom, and don't pee themselves.

One thing I don't laugh at is when I have to go and before I go, I have to clean all the pee off of the toilet seat because they decided to not go in the toilet, but around it.

Fun.

Well, today I think my littlest boy couldn't figure out which the toilet was. I notice the floor is awful wet, and the biggest puddle is under the wicker trashcan. Damn, if he didn't pee in the trashcan, just like fraternity boy who is so drunk he can't figure out if the trashcan is a toilet or not.

I decided it was because he was half asleep and let it slide over...until tonight when he did it again in the upstairs trashcan.

Everyday that I go into the bathroom and have to clean pee off the walls, floor and toilet, I think to myself "I can't wait till the master bathroom gets done and can have my own toilet that no one uses but me."

That will never happen, so I then think to myself "I can't wait till they are old enough to not do that, or at least have the sense to clean it up themselves."

I don't think that will ever happen either.

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