The other day I came home and found the kitchen floor to be exceedingly sticky. I asked the kids about it and Connor said that he had made some lemonade and had not noticed that the sports bottle he had mixed it up in was leaking. Upon further inspection it became evident that the offending leak was pretty extensive and had filled the entire top shelf of the refrigerator, the kitchen table, nearly every counter in the kitchen and evidence was even found in the master bathroom. I told Connor that he needed to clean up the lemonade mess where ever it was found. He did a good job cleaning the fridge and the counters in both the kitchen and bathroom but he could not seem to motivate himself to put forth the same effort on the kitchen floor. After I had inspected his job for the 4th or 5th time I told him that if he called me to check it again without it being done than I has going to give him and extra job and that the extra job would be to use a pumice stone to clean out the hard water stains in one of the toilets. Since this post is entitled "Connor vs. the toilet" you know what happened. Cami often comments on the harshness of some of the consequences I dish out to the kids. She is probably right but I find that the benefits of good hard work never go amiss. So after checking the floor another 3-4 times Connor started the toilet job. Connor is a bit of a germiphobe and so he procrastinated actually doing the job as long as possible as evidenced by his position in the photo above. |
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