The other day, one of my kids came running out into the living room and told us (breathlessly, in his best tattle tale soprano) that the other kid had forgotten to flush after a bathroom session of the more lengthy persuasion. Because this is an issue with some history, my wife has a tally on the chalkboard that keeps track of these transgressions with the hope that it will lead so some measure of shame in the boys, or perhaps even a change of behavior. (We’d be satisfied with shame.)