I know I am not alone here. It's time for moms everywhere to UNITE in our battle cry, to be heard round the world and in homes everywhere!

KIDS, FLUSH THE TOILET!

It seems that no sooner do many of us train our husbands to put the seat down, we're faced with another commode conundrum that is much more distasteful.

I've tried scolding, and it doesn't work. I had hoped that reminders alone would get the idea drilled into their heads (like that ever works). Then I remembered one woman who told the story of going on vacation with the family for several days, only to return to a stench-filled house because one of their teenaged boys neglected to flush before they left.

My oldest is eight. I don't think I can handle ten more years of this.

I decided today to employ a more creative approach to the latest potty training issue. The new rule is, if you don't flush it, you have to scrub it. And that's exactly what Son #1 got stuck doing today. Not just the inside of the bowl either. Uh uh. He had to wipe the outside with a disinfecting wipe as well. Might as well make it memorable.

I'll let you know how it goes.

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