It's getting hard to take a shower around here. That is, it's getting hard to find a little peace and quiet in the shower. We have a shower addict, a boy who wouldn't miss a shower like he wouldn't miss his next donut. Turner will wake up in the morning, hear Randy showering, jump out of bed and run to the bathroom, stripping off his pajamas and diaper along the way. "Daddy, can I shower with you?"
Daddy's a sucker.
It can take a while to finish up when you're rinsing with only half the water. But after his shower, Daddy will set the kid up with some cereal at the table. Sometimes, before he leaves for work, he'll even put Caillou on T.V. in the basement.
That's my moment to try to sneak in my own private shower. The water warms, I've got the shampoo in hand when I hear thump thump thump coming up two flights of stairs, flat feet running a square around the stairs to the master bath, and the door to the shower slides open:
"Mommy, I think I got a little bit dirty at beckfast."
There is really only one solution. Shower faster.
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Rebecca is the same way! At least she is not old enough to crawl into the tub, but I aim for beating her to it before she wakes up in the morning, or putting lots of toys on the bathroom floor and just saying "No! Mommy's shower..."
Good luck, I feel your pain! Megan
Thanks! It's hard to say no. Turner is getting so manipulative when he doesn't get his way. Not tantrums, just sobbing like his poor little heart is broken.
I've never experienced the shower phenomenon; it sounds a bit frustrating (and at the same time, terrific that they love water)! One thing I HAVE noticed, though, is that my kids are attracted to the room itself, once I am in there using it.
I think perhaps kids have a special radar that alerts them when we are using the facilities... or talking on the phone! The phone gets me every time! They can be doing their own thing for a solid hour, but when that telephone rings: BAM!
Gotta love kids, eh! :)
C,
I have a similar problem with the kids being underfoot. Whenever I go into the kitchen to prepare dinner, all of a sudden there are short people underfoot, talking to me and playing with toys and asking for things and whining...Ugh. And I am not good at multi-tasking.
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