The Toilet is "Flugged"

Now that I have been toilet training children for the last decade, I have come to a most certain conclusion...our children have inherited the tendency to plug the toilet from their father. It happens so often at our house that Jeff has begged me to put the plunger in the bathrooom instead of the garage. Mind you, if we had a normal plunger I might consider his plea, but at our house we have to have the master version - a huge blue one that looks like an accordian on one end - I've seen it called the "Johnny Jolter." Anyhow, because the topic is such a frequent one - "Dad! Unplug the potty!" or "Who plugged the toilet now??!!" - Ian has learned to tell us about it as well. Usually he'll say, "Mom, I have to go potty. Is this toilet flugged?" Such a cute little word, for not such a cute problem. Maybe someday they'll all outgrow their Dad's gift to them, but as for now, we'll have to live with flugged toilets.