My kids follow me when I'm on the phone. They stare at me when I'm in the shower. They will even follow me into the pantry, which is about 4' x 4'. And those closest to me are well aware of my personal space "issues." Well, friends, I do draw the line. Call me crazy, but I like to go to the bathroom in peace. It doesn't always happen, but I try.
I've always said, "Okay, Mommy's going to the bathroom. Can you give me some privacy?" Each of my kids, at the age of 2, have had awesome interpretations of the word privacy.
Thomas would turn around, close the door, but stay in the room with me. Close, but no cigars.
Anna would start unraveling the toilet paper, and give me a handful. Nice, thank you.
This morning, my Rosie shadow appeared, just in time. "Rose, can you give Mommy some privacy please?" She turned around, ran out the door, and cheerily said, "Okay Mommy!" Oh my goodness! She knows what it means! She's a genius.
Only for her to come back less than 60 seconds later. "I can't find your privacy, Mommy. I looked in the garage. It's not there."
7 comments:
Oh, Rosie! She's such a breath of fresh air. OK....most of the time. Miss all 4 of them...
I was laughing so hard...I about fell outta my chair! I'm glad I'm not the only momma out there with a shadow who hands me toilet paper too!
So precious...you forgot about the time when Thomas was potty training and you told him you'd give him his privacy and shut the bathroom door. When he was done he came out and asked for his privacy like it was a prize! Brady has absolutely no concept of that word... ;)
I just laughed out loud! (In my quiet classroom where my students are slaving away!) So cute! I know what you mean about them following you, though. They did it to me last time I was there!
Rose was right. Mommy's privacy isn't in the garage. Daddy's is.
love it!
I LOVE HER!!
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