Foreshadowing

I was changing out of my clothes from work while Aidan and Griffin played in Griffin's room. Brennan was in the boys' bathroom on a potty break. After a few minutes, I heard the toilet flush. And then it flushed again. And again. And again. And quickly, it flushed again.

Remembering Brennan was the child in the bathroom, I got a tad worried and I hightailed it to the bathroom to check on things. I found Brennan hunched over the toilet, flushing the toilet with his head almost in the bowl, watching the water go down the drain.

"Brennan?! What are you doing?" I asked (maybe screeched... just a little.)

"The water won't go all the way down Momma. It's stays up. I think it's broken."

I looked over at the toilet, saw the water resume it's normal level in the absence of repeated flushing, and assured him it was fine.

Brennan gazed at the toilet thoughtfully for a long minute. He turned to me and asked with contemplation, "Momma? What would happen if a whole lot of toilet paper got put in there? Would it stop working then?"

"That's not going to happen, so it doesn't matter, right Brennan?" I said with emphasis.

"No, no. But, if it did? If somebody did put a whole lot of stuff in there?" He asked gesturing to the toilet. "If they did do that, would the water go everywhere? Would there be a whole lot of water running all over the place?"

"Brennan. We do not put anything in the toilet, okay? NOTHING in the toilet."

"Why? Why can't we?"

"Because, it will break the toilet. And you will have no where to go potty." I said with force.

"And water would go everywhere! All over everywhere!" He said clapping his hands and with one last backwards glance at the toilet he walked out of the bathroom.

I sense trouble flowing our way. Big overflowing, watery trouble.