Yeah, but he needs to warn them that he's going in for the long haul. They can't predict his shit. |
Or as PPs have said, if you insist on parking on the freeway during rush hour and fail to put up a warning sign to alert other drivers, don't be surprised if you cause an accident (see what I did there?)... |
Lol, I thought op was referring to your husband as the toddler. |
Op said he needs 10 mins to poop and 20 mins to surf the net |
x1000 Nailed it. Op, my guess is that your DHs issues are not about the bathroom use, and has nothing to do with you. He needs to GTFO of there like normal people. |
+1 to all of this! It is unreasonable to expect 30 mins in bathroom in morning time when everyone else is awake when there is only 1 bathroom. My DH used to do this too when we lived in a 1/1 and one day I literally shit my pants because he was taking forever and I had diarrhea. I was so so upset and he felt really bad, but still would take so long going poop! We soon moved to a 2/2 and I will never ever go back to 1 bathroom only. |
Yes!!! They need at least 1.5 bathrooms. He will never speed up his pooping process. |
He doesn’t need 30 minutes. Nobody needs 30 minutes. He’s playing on his phone and avoiding childcare responsibilities. Nobody falls for that. |
| No screens allowed in the bathroom, esp no iPhones. |
Yep. Checking out during Primetime (7am-7pm, which young children need help). |
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1. Get a portable potty in the master bedroom and let kids do it when bathroom is "occupied."
2. Spray Liquid Ass in the master bedroom. https://www.amazon.com/Liquid-Ass-Mister/dp/B000OCEWGW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1525572375&sr=8-1&keywords=poop+smell+prank |
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This. Growing up, my dad liked to spend 30-45 minutes in the bathroom reading the paper. So he woke up 45 minutes early to do it before everyone else got up so he wasn't hogging the bathroom and shirking his responsibilities. He can surf the net during his free time, which is NOT in the morning while you (both) should be getting the kids ready. |
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The darling little one can do her business on his nice clothes he laid out for work, and then we'll see how long he takes on the toilet the next morning!!!
My drift, which I'm sure you caught, is that he's totally in the wrong. I would tell him that in no uncertain terms and reserve the "accident" in case rational appeals don't persuade him. |
| So you all knock on the door and tell him you're desperate and he ignores? What an ass, no excuses for that. |