I always keep the lid down...I was worried about drowning. Thomas seems to just do things and think about the consequences later. Like jumping behind the washer and dryer repeatedly, even though he knows he can't get out until I move one or the other.
He's never managed to get in the toilet (thank God). But I do have an interesting toilet story. This winter I got the flu...feeling very ill I went to the bathroom and was knelling there before the toilet, feeling so sick. Thomas thought this was all very interesting and so sat on top of the tank observing. Then just when I thought I couldn't feel worse, Thomas knocked the seat down, which banged, very hard into the back of my head...Ow. I was just reaching up a hand to replace the seat when the lid followed, banging into the seat which was still resting against my head. That had to be the worst flu I ever had...along with a great headache.
Thank you Thomas.