Lauren and the bathroom

Lauren + time alone in the bathroom = not good.

Ever since she started using the potty she has loved to unroll the ENTIRE roll of toilet paper.  If you didn't catch it in time, she would then pile it all in the toilet. Of course you can't flush that much TP so you had to somehow fish the partially-disintegrated TP out of the toilet and put it.....well, I'm really not sure where you put it since I always made Scott clean it up LOL.

Sometimes to save time she would just unroll it directly into the toilet (future efficiency expert, that one).  Finally I downloaded a game to my iPod Touch where you see how long it takes to unroll all the TP (virtually, of course).  This seemed to quench her desire for unrolling TP for about 6 months. She has started unrolling again but now at least she rolls it back up when she is done.

When Scott picked her up from preschool the other day, her teacher was like, I have to tell you about Lauren in the bathroom.  Uh oh, thought Scott.  Her teacher said that Lauren was in the bathroom for quite some time so she said, "Lauren, I'm going to come in and check on you..." She opened the door and there was Lauren, reclining on the toilet.  She was scooched all the way back so she could put her feet up, and she was resting against the back of the toilet with her hands behind her head.  Her teacher was like, "What are you doing?"  She said, "Relaxing."

Then there was the underwear incident.  She was in there for quite a while so finally Scott went in to check on her.  She often strips when she uses the bathroom and then never wants to put her clothes back on, and this was no exception. 
Scott was like, "Ok, let's get you dressed again.  Where is your underwear?"
Lauren: "I don't know"
Scott: "Well I know you had underwear on when you went in here so it must be here somewhere...."
Lauren: "I put it in the toilet."
Scott: "You put your underwear in the toilet?!?!? [looking in and seeing nothing in there] What did you do with it after you put it in the toilet?"
Lauren: "I flushed the toilet."
Scott: "You flushed your underwear down the toilet?!?!? We don't flush underwear down the toilet!!  TRACY!"
Me: "What's the matter?" (as I see Lauren coming up the stairs)
Scott: "Um, well, Lauren flushed her underwear down the toilet."
Me: "She flushed her UNDERWEAR down the toilet?? Lauren, did you flush your underwear down the toilet?"
Lauren: "No, I didn't do that."
Me: "Did someone flush your underwear down the toilet?"
Lauren: "Yes, but I don't know who.  I didn't do it though." (as she marches upstairs half-naked)
Me: "Lauren, we don't flush underwear down the toilet.  Only toilet paper goes in the toilet (as I'm thinking, File this one under "rules I never thought I would have to make up")."

Thankfully it was some underwear that didn't fit her very well anyway so she picked a good pair to flush.  I'm just glad it wasn't the triple-layered training pants - now those would have necessitated a hefty plumbing bill!  And now we check to make sure Lauren leaves the bathroom with all the clothes she went in with!