Faulty Tustison Gene

Hello everyone, it's me Mayka.
So yes this is my first created blog, though I signed in as Clint. But really this is the first time I have felt so strongly about a characteristic/habit that seems to run in the male side of the family. Jim you will have to tell me if you know of it running in the family that predates you. Let me tell you all about it and how I came to discover such a defect, and I'm not talking about the myth that Tustison men don't need deoterant.

So two nights ago Clint and I were doing our nightly check on the boys before going to bed and we found Riley in his bed with no clothes on, yes he was almost entirely BUCK....now I say almost because his tighties were on but somehow they managed to be around his waist, in other words he had put his whole body through one of the legs and was wearing it around his waist. Did I mention that his PJ's were nowhere to be found, so after a long search we finally found the top in the hanging toy basket and the bottoms in another basket. After trying not to give him a rug burn from trying to yank his underbelt off, we finally got him redressed. It was clear that he had been sleep walking, now I've heard of people doing weird things in their sleep, you know like peeing, leaving their dorm, throwing their journal in the outside garbage, falling alseep in the closet...did I mention peeing? My fisrt though was to look for the "wee", luckily I didn't find any. Last night however when I was doing the nightly check I noticed that the room had a funny smell. I figured that Rhys had really saturated his diaper. This morning while picking up I could smell it a bit stronger and my saggy joe bottoms little boy wasn't in the room......so what else could I do as the wife of a stealth ninja by profession, I went on a search. Let me tell you of the result which is what lead me to my faulty Tustison gene......sure enough I was right, PEE. It wasn't on the carpet,....no it was all over the toys... to be specific the Miscellanous Toy bucket had a puddle at the bottom and somehow the cement truck had pee inside the actual truck....i want you to know I bent my nail back trying to take the thing apart to get the pee out....all the while I was cursing someone (to protect the not so innocent we will call this person Fad!!!!!) Somehow I know that this is linked to him, the only explanation is that it must be in the genes.....and since no one in the Berrio side of the family has these sorts of problems I can very scientifically link my findings to the other side of the family! I know that some of you may be shocked, though Riley doesn't believe he peed in the toys, the tens of thousands of toys sitting in my shower is the evidence.