the target

Why is is so hard to hit the target?

Noooo, not that Target!

This one.

This is another aspect of little "boyhood" that completely baffles me. Growing up with all those sisters I never knew that hitting the target was such a challenge for boys. It's not like the target is the size of a custard bowl, relatively speaking it's HUGE! There should be plenty of extra space for "creative" target practice. So why is it then, that target practice has to involve the neighboring walls, the floor, the baseboards and anything else within a 1 mile range? Multiply this target practice times 3 boys (the 4th is still adamantly refusing to join the club) and you've got a whole lotta clean up going on!

In Ecuador, I am realizing now, they came up with an ingenious solution to this problem. Most of the bathrooms I ever visited were very spartan in their design. I always figured with was some odd "third world country" thing. Now I know the true reason. Too much creative target practice! Most bathrooms had a concrete floor with a drain the middle. The shower generally consisted of a pipe sticking out of the concrete wall that may or may not have had an actual shower head at the end. Once turned on, the ice cold water would shoot out of the pipe all over the entire concrete bathroom, the sink, the toilet, everything, and all the water would run down the drain. This way you could clean your self and the toilet at the same time and you never even had to scrub it! I tell you, I am only just beginning to understand the genius of those Ecuadoreans.

Note to self: Change house design. Add all concrete bathrooms with a drain in the middle of the floor. Shower head is optional.

What a relief. I've finally come up with a solution to my "target practice problems". I knew that sooner or later the answer would come.

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Oh My Gosh! Last night at dinner (Not the most appropriate place for the discussion...) I informed Josh that he wuld be cleaning the basement toilet because he can not aim, either. Megan said to him, "Josh, why don't you just sit down?!" To which Josh replied, "I gotta be a man, I'm a man, now. I gotta stand!" To which I replied, "Then you must clean up after yourself!" He was not too happy! i don't get the problem! Why can't they figure it out?!:)

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