This week the toilet in the kids bathroom wouldn't flush completely. It would if there wasn't any paper. Travis messed with it, plunged it, used a snake on it, and nothing worked. While in Lawrence, I bought a toilet snake. Travis went to work as I was getting amelia in bed. After a couple minutes he shouted, "I got it!" Then he told me when I was done with Amelia I needed to go look in the tub. Turns out Truman had flushed a small hairbrush.
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