Yesterday, after dinner at a restaurant, T and R had to go to the bathroom. I stood outside the one-potty unisex bathroom while both boys went in. R came out right away and said that T would be awhile, so I went in to keep T company.
Upon entering and taking a sniff, I asked T to flush once to get rid of the smell. He flushed and then looked a bit worried.
T: Mom, I'm worried about what to do with the toilet paper.
Me: What do you mean, T? What worries you?
T: Well, R read me that sign and now I don't know what to do with the toilet paper after I wipe. If I can't flush it, what should I do with it. It's gross.
I looked up and read the sign... you know the one..."Please do not flush santitary napkins or paper towels down the toilet. Thank you."
Me: Oh, T, that sign doesn't mean toilet paper. It means you can't flush other kinds of paper down the toilet. If you do, it will make the water rise up to the top (we just had an incidence of this at our house, so T knew what I meant.
T: What kinds of paper do they mean?
Me: Oh, things like paper towels.
T: But there isn't any paper towels in here, only that blower thingy.
Me: Yeah, they're serious. They really don't want you to flush paper towels down there, but toilet paper is okay.
T: Whew. That's good news.