Yesterday I came upon a clogged toilet in Eric's office. Nothing crazy floating in it, just wouldn't flush. I didn't have time to deal with it so left it for later. In the mean time, I told everyone not to use it. Next thing I know, Leighton comes out of the bathroom and tells me the toilet won't flush and he has gone #2. Believe it or not, I leave it until I can deal with it.
Well, this morning was when I finally decided to deal with it. I get out the plunger and go to town. Leighton tells me he stuck his hand in there earlier and felt a Capri Sun. What?
So I ask, "Did you put a Capri Sun in there?"
"Nope," was his response.
"Are you sure?" I ask.
"Yep, I'm sure," he says.
Again, I leave it because it's time to take the boys to school. We get in the van and I ask Jackson, "Did you put a Capri Sun in the toilet?"
"Yep, me and Leighton did it," he reveals.
By now, Leighton admits to it as well but says he didn't want to get in trouble.
I ask, "Why did you do that?"
Their response, "we wanted to see what it would do."
I guess they're not as mature as I thought.
The toilet was still clogged as of 3:30 pm today because the plunger obviously isn't going to suck out a juice box. I borrowed a snake from the Lynn family and went home determined to fix the problem. I thought I knew how to use a snake but was sorely wrong. You have to handle a springy, wirey, 6 foot contraption and jam it down the toilet and then turn the handle. Things weren't working so I attempted to pull it out. In my attempt, the springy, wire part flung out, spreading what remained in the toilet all over! A few choice words came out of my mouth. I gave it many more attempts, even had Kennedy look up the directions of how to use a snake and tried that, but to no avail. The toilet is still not flushing correctly. It will have to wait once again until I can deal with it. I am determined. I did however, clean up the mess.
I'm not that content.