Thank goodness for dark tile

Why can't my kids make it in the potty? I thought there was such an advantage to being a boy when it came to relieving yourself. You know -the fun of aiming your pee, not having to pull your pants down all the way, flushing before you are even done. Boys should be effective, efficient goers. Mine are not. They aim at nothing, in fact they seem to aimlessly swing it around in circles. They practically take off their jeans, underwear, socks and shoes. And then they start to race out of the bathroom before they are even done. Resulting in a very dirty rim, floor, and yes I am horrified to admit-wall. The only time they flush is when they are first learning and then it becomes just too much trouble for them. Well, scrubbing the floor and wall around the potty is going to become just too much trouble for me pretty soon!
The fact that another aimless aimer will be arriving in the family is making my knees hurt. I was never very into those yellow rubber cleaning gloves but I think the time has come. My mother had me folding laundry like an expert at a very early age, do you think I can get my boys to clean the potty until it shines-not likely! So, I will devise yet another chart. And reward the boys who don't pee on the wall. Good Lord, never in my wildest dreams did I know what I was getting myself into when I became the mother of BOYS.