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Who knew toilet paper could be so fun?!?

Teenagers, obviously.  (Sooooooo glad we’re not at that stage yet, especially when look out our windows to see that the neighbors trees are covered in it.)

What do you use toilet paper for?  That’s it?

‘Cause there are other things you can do!  Of course, you might not come up with much if you only buy a few rolls at a time and keep them under your sink in the bathroom.  But, if you by the 48 pack at Costco like we do and they’re just sitting there, on the shelf in the basement, begging for your attention, you may think differently.

As my kids did this afternoon.

With the dreaded homework out of the way, I was contentedly getting dinner prepared while the kids watched TV in the basement.  Or so I thought.  Things were starting to sound a little rowdy, and I might have gone down there, except that my mom called.  Of course, I’d much rather talk to her than hunt for disaster, so that’s what I did.  Until it got too rowdy.  Still on the phone, I crept downstairs to find Jack and Sam making towers with toilet paper rolls.  Fun, but not that fun.  So, they used more rolls to throw across the room and collapse said towers.

I pretended not to notice, went back upstairs, and continued my conversation.  Until I received a report of damage to the fuse box cover.  I figured it was time to face the music then.

I ended my conversation and headed down stairs.  Thankfully, the damage was non-existent, but the mess wasn’t.  There were rolls of toilet paper EVERYwhere.  Lucky for us, the rolls come individually wrapped, so the mess wasn’t what it could have been.  (And no one will have to worry about dust or dirt on their butts when using it later.)  There were, however, a few rolls that had been opened and tossed about, creating yet another snowstorm in the basement.

I switched off the TV and demanded that they all clean it up.  Too bad for the two that were non-culprits.  That’s the way it goes.  Everyone had to pitch in.  A few minutes before dinner, they had the basement pretty much back to normal.

As the rest of the family sat down to dinner tonight, I ran out to get my haircut.  Upon my return, the little boys were snug in their beds, Maria was preparing for a bath and Jack, freshly bathed, was stomping toward the basement stairs, complaining to me that Dad told him to clean up down there.  And, that it has to be “perfect.”

As he headed down the stairs, still complaining, he proclaimed that, “Only Mary was perfect!”

Hahahaha.  Got to love Catholic school.  When I was done laughing, I wondered what needed cleaning in the basement since it had been cleaned before dinner.  So, I hunted Dan down to ask what had happened down there.

“Do you know what they did?!?” He asked.

“Ummmm….were they by any chance playing with the toilet paper?” I asked.

Sure enough.  They’d been at it again.

“I spent the other night taking all of those rolls out of the bag and stacking them nice and neat on the shelf down there!” Dan told me.

Well, no wonder.  Usually I keep the rolls in the big bag they come in.  I guess with them all sitting out on the shelf individually they were much harder to resist.