Once upon a time there was a Daddy who lived in a two bedroom unit with three kids and a wife. And though it was squishy, it was home and he loved it. But there was one aspect of his living arrangement which was less than optimal. He shared a toilet with the rest of his house. With toilet training twins who were still learning to lift the seat. With a wife who was petrified of waking kids in that tiny apartment, so had a habit in the night of letting it mellow.
So when baby number four was on the way, and it was time to move to a bigger house, he had a modest goal. Not too far from work, space for a trampoline. And a secret toilet of his very own.
It worked so well for the first six months in the house. Mummy was sympathetic, and the cry would often be heard, “No, that’s Daddy’s secret toilet.” But after Miss Three joined the toilet training crew and there was a baby on the scene Mummy decided she too deserved the best toilet in the house. Which was Daddy’s secret toilet. At least until the mouse plague of ’18 when Mum spotted a black blur there in the middle of the night. Then it was back to the ‘Kids toilet’ for her.
Meanwhile, two little boys were growing up. Growing up and admiring their big, tall Daddy. Mummy would catch them in the adjacent bathroom. “What are you doing?” “Using Daddy’s secret toilet.” They loved him so much, of course they wanted to be just like him, to lift the seat (mostly) that he too lifted.
And then when Summer hit, tragedy struck. The fly wire in the Kids toilet got a hole in it, and throughout the night it filled with all manner of moths. Now Miss Three refused to use it. “I don’t want to go to the Bug toilet, I want to go to Daddy’s secret toilet.”
And once again, Daddy was sharing his toilet with the whole family.
You see, summer ended, and the moths went away. And the toilet known as the Bug toilet, now contained neither bugs, nor young children who occasionally missed the seat or forgot to flush.
And now that toilet is all mine. Mummy’s toilet.
But don’t tell anyone. It’s a secret.