Oh so Boy2 thinks it's the donkey's ears to throw toilet paper into the toilet. He sometimes bites shreds off in little toddler toothy chunks and spits them in, or unscrolls the whole roll on the holderand drapes it in Roman-style, or goes for broke godammit, and just chucks the entire roll into the bowl.

Boy1 has seemingly been oblivious to the paper being set up on the cistern, the vanity and generally away from the sparey basket or holder as today he sat on the toilet awhile then I heard 'Mu-um, where has all our toilet paper gone?'

I was thinking I might begin my new blogging craze right now, but what with the 15 minutes it's taken me to set up and tweak a few bits and pieces...this is what's being said
Boy1, who speaks largely in run-on sentences barely pausing for breath for about 12 hours a day: 'Mum, you need to wipe my bum...mum, 'scuse me mum, that 'lectrizity post is made out of wood - it used to be green, it really used to be like that...mum how does the pole stay up mum. Mum?'