As a teenage girl I was privileged to have my own bathroom. [Let me tell you that I would appreciate a single user bathroom so-o much more now.] My closest sibling is 6 years older so she was out of the house six years before me. With the privilege of my own bathroom came the responsibility of cleaning it. I did that once a week – whether it needed it or not.
In my mind I can still see and hear my mom one time she came up in between cleanings and saw my toothpaste spotted sink. At least my mirror was clean; I always brush with the mirror open. Spots go on the inside and blend in with the white that way. 😉
Mom said, “Why don’t you just wipe your hand around the sink while you are washing your hands and clean up the spots?”
I cringed as she proceeded to do it. Her hand, blue sink, running water, MY toothpaste spots. “Yuck,” I thought. I always used a rag or sponge.
A couple months ago I caught myself doing something. Did you guess what it was? Yep. I was using my hand and swiping around the inside of our sink. This time there are 5 of us that use that sink. As a teenager I would have gotten sick at the thought, but as a mom I didn’t even blink an eye.
The moral of this story is multiple choice:
- Children will remember things you tell them even if they don’t like the idea.
- Motherhood changes your yuck level.
- I was a priss.
What kind of bathroom cleaner are you? Do you wear gloves? Do you use a rag? Do you always use a toilet brush or do you just plunge your rag in? For the record – if I don’t have a toilet brush that potty ain’t getting cleaned.