"I need to get the bath towels out of the dryer, boys. Please don't splash bath water on the floor," I said.
And when I came back, they were filling the trash can with water. Pouring, by the Ohio State Football Game cup-ful. That's a lot of ounces at one time, people.
And may I say, the trash can was generously filled with trash, already. Diapers notwithstanding.
But. The floor was dry.
I probably should have rejoiced in their obedience. And I did... later, when my rational self returned.