...means that you sacrifice all privacy. For me, it happened the day Jayden was born, when 30 people gathered in a small hospital room and simultaneously stared at my goods.
Anyway...
I just got around to showering today at 8 p.m.
I was looking forward to being alone...me, myself, and the hot water.
So I put Spongebob on and told the kids to park it on the couch until further notice. Jayden, unfortunately, had other plans.
She decided that it would be a great time to visit me in the bathroom and poop.
A hot steamy bathroom + poop = BAD COMBINATION.
So I poured an extra helping of body wash on my loofah in an effort to smell apricots instead of poop.
Luckily, it worked.
Maybe next time I'll lock the door.
:)
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I was eating..... thank you. :)
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