Eight long years I have been at it, but today I am resigning my post as the official ass wiper of my kids. Oh there won't be any parades or awards banquets involved, although a ceremonial last flush should be in order I suppose.
I don't know how my kids are going to react to this, I am sure they will probably put up a stink, but it's time. Sure it's been less and less with Tyler in the past couple of years, but there are those times... well we won't paint the picture completely. Carter on the other hand has me thinking that he has NEVER wiped his own butt. He has never made a mess of himself completely, but there will be a day. A day that most likely I will not be there to see, nor care to.
So all I can do now is sit back and supply them with ample amount of toilet paper and hope that they get the job done. I hope that my eight years of training have suited them well for what nature throws at them, or throws out of them. Good luck boys... and make sure that you flush the toilet.
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