We've had three weeks with only one working toilet in the house, because a part needed to be shipped from overseas to fix the second toilet. This has not been a huge hardship, or at least, I thought we were managing quite well with only one toilet, until I spoke with my 6 year old.
Me: The plumber called and he has received the part he needs, so he's going to come tomorrow to fix the toilet, and then we'll have two working toilets again.
S (6 y/o, excited as a child might be when they receive a surprise box, and open it to reveal the toy they had given up hope that they would ever receive, and they can't quite believe that this is for them): You mean we'll have two working toilets? That would be like a dream come true!
