I am the semi-neurotic mother of three kids, ages 18, 8 and 5. My oldest is off to college and my youngest just started school. I’ve been the single mom, divorced mom, married mom, young mom, old mom, career mom, and attends school-at-night mom. I’ve worked in the IT world for almost two decades, but still shy from programming cell phones. I have no free time, but when I do…I write or read or plan our next vacation or holler at whomever to give me some PEACE AND QUIET.
Privacy
This may be the most obvious statement in the world: I have no privacy anymore.
This morning I was ’heeding the call of nature’ and of course I had company. Our bathroom doesn’t have a locking door, and to top it off, has a swinging ‘bar’ type door in front of the bathroom stall.
Nice and private.
Anyway, now that you have a mental image (sorry), I was ‘busy’ while Eva decided to line up her entire toy set on the floor under the ‘stall’ door.
“This is the mommy horse, the daddy horse and the baby horse” (well, naturally)
“This is their owner and the truck and the trailer and the yellow tractor” (er, 4×4)
“Let me get s’more toys, momma” (thunk thunk thunk goes her feet to her room with the sky-high pile of crap to choose from)
As I sit, she brings more and more toys, in an mischeivous plot to block any non-injurious exit from the lavatory.
At least I didn’t have to bring reading material.
All I can do is laugh at this. You told that story so well–it could have been any of us! Thanks for sharing!
Comment by Hillary — November 23, 2009 @ 7:55 pm