I don't know what the deal is--some people have an imaginary child named "Not Me" who does all of the rotten things in a household. But we apparently have an imaginary child who uses all of the toilet paper all of the time! I know, I know...I should just go to Costco and buy the gargantuan package of toilet paper and live off of it for the next month (that's right, month!) Because at the rate we seem to go through toilet paper, that would probably be how long it would last. And, you know, as I've potty-trained each child, I've taught them the good 'ole standard: use a square and a spare. Instead, I'm thinking they must be wrapping their little bodies into mini-mummies and then giving the wipe a good college try! Seriously, I'm starting to wonder if they're just giving it away to the neighbors when I'm out doing errands! Just ask my in-laws--while cleaning the guest bathroom this week in anticipation of Brenda's visit, I discovered a pack of T.P. hidden under the sink and it was a brand I don't buy. I just started laughing! Apparently, the in-laws have discovered our extra child as well...
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