Internal investigation

My son's latest fascination just proves, yet again, that he is SO BOY.

When he goes potty, he regularly calls me, not because he needs help because a big boy like him doesn't need help, thank you very much.

No, he calls, because he wants to watch the inner workings of the toilet tank.

All of this started at Nana's house. My mother-in-law may have had trouble with her toilet. So she opened up the tank and let my boy have a peek.

He has been enchanted every since.

What has followed are lengthy questions and discussions about the parts inside the tank, how they work, how the water flows in and out. And he has asked to have the tank opened every time he goes.

I'm just thankful he hasn't gotten too curious about the other end of the toilet cycle.