Being at home with two kids does not allow me to have many breaks in the day. I get one nap out of Chichi while Pumpkin is at camp, but there are always things to do. This is why I sometimes sit way longer than necessary when I use the washroom. It isn't as glamorous as going out for coffee, but at least I'm sitting, and can lock myself behind the door for an extra few minutes and collect myself. If the door is not locked, however, it is guaranteed that Pumpkin will interrupt my time-out. The other day while I was taking such a break, sitting on the can, elbows resting on my knees, head resting in my hands, Pumpkin walked in. My posture indicated to her that I was having trouble 'going'. Mimicking the same type of encouragement that I am known to offer Pumpkin when I see her struggling on the toilet, she assumed an Incredible Hulk-like stance, and offered up a hearty, "GRRRRRRRRRRR!", in hopes of helping me along. I laughed so hard I nearly fell off the crapper.
Keeping the theme alive, and because I'm REEEEEEL mature:
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I lock the door and kids still carry on conversations with me. Will we actually miss this someday???
Oh, this was a funny story and that clip - tee hee!!
Have a good day and I hope you get a few moments for yourself!
Kellan
Oh private bathroom time. I am just starting to get some of that and now I go and get ready to have another one. Oh well. I better get used to no privacy for a few more years.
That's too funny. I guess we all do that, huh?
What a great story... and so true may I add.
I used to teach "customer service" techniques to office staff dealing with people 24/7 and one of my suggestions was to go to the "crapper" even if you didn't have to honestly take a "crap".
Who the hell would call you out on such a thing?
Little Pumpkin, that's who.
I love it! I truly understand...that's why the best magazine collection lives in the loo!
K & L Mom...
Just checking on you...
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