Please accept my most sincere apologies for accusing you of clogging our plumbing. As it turns out, the culprit was one of these little guys:
Needless to say, there will be no more Tadoodling at our house. Tadoodles do not flush well. In fact, I don't even know how this one made its way into the depths of our toilet, because it would seem that its size would be a deterrent to any flushing mechanism available to the general public. But lucky us, $175 later, the offending object was removed. And a valuable lesson was learned: Jordan's potty time must always be supervised...well, at least for the foreseeable future.