New Career

I am not sure what my kids think I do all day.  I don't know if I really understood what my dad did all day.  I probably really didn't know until I was doing the same thing.

I am starting to think that my 4 year old Kalan wants me to start a new career.  He often prays that "Daddy will keep fixing things."  I just figured that he was impressed when I was able to repair the odd broken toy or fix the washer.

I am starting to suspect that he wants me to be a full time repair man.  Either that or the kid has an unhealthy fascination with the toilet.  I blame "Finding Nemo."  All drains lead to the ocean? Really?  Do we really need to tempt our young children's imaginations any more than usual?

I will tell you what does not go immediately to the ocean.  

1. Small cups... just big enough to get halfway through the S-bend.

2. Golf Balls... small enough to move through... but too heavy... they just sit at the bottom.

3. Entire rolls of toilet paper... and we are not talking about them being unraveled from the spool... just thrown in whole.

4. Tooth Brushes... not only do these not flush... they wedge.  This adventure cost me a new toilet.  After removing the old one from the bathroom, I was still unable to dislodge the toothbrushes.  I was eventually able to get them out with liberal use of artillery at the ward shot-gunning activity.

I have no idea what it is that sparks his imagination and makes him wonder "do the fishies need one of these?"  Apparently he thought they might need some butter today... two whole sticks of butter.  

Maybe they were baking?