Up or Down?

Being in a same-sex couple has some perks that you don't often hear about. We only have 1 sock drawer since we share all of our socks. If we are behind in laundry we can borrow each others underwear. Bathroom toiletries don't get doubled up to suit his and her needs.

But the main perk? We both put the toilet seat down.


E.V.E.R.Y. time.


Not once in 16 years have I had the horrible sinking feeling of dropping that extra few inches and being met by a cold splash. And since we have pets who either want to drink from the bowl or are rather ungraceful and would otherwise fall in, we also keep the lid shut.

When we had a son join our family, we both vowed that this would be a skill that he would learn early on. One day his future bride would thank us for raising such a thoughtful man. So early on potty-training lessons always included closing the lid. It would become second nature, right up there with washing his hands.

So why is it that every time I have gone into the bathroom in the last week that not only is the lid up, but the seat too?

Where have we gone wrong? Is it genetic? Is the male of our species simply incapable of retaining this knowledge?