I
need to take a five minute shower. Diego is on in the playroom, where
three kids are watching, while one is reading books and the last is
sleeping. A five minute shower shouldn't be too much to ask with all
these distractions, right?
Wrong.
30 seconds into my shower, Tobiah comes in.
Tobiah: Mommy, can I go play outside?
Me: No.
45 seconds later, he comes in again.
Tobiah: Mommy, I need to go potty.
Me: Tobiah, there are two other bathrooms in this house. Out.
15 seconds later, Naomi comes in.
Naomi: I need go potty, Mommy.
Me: Naomi, there are two other bathrooms in this house. Out, and close the door.
She doesn't close it, so I have to lean out of the shower and do it myself.
Two minutes later, I'm getting out and drying off, and I think the interruptions have ended. Wrong. This time it is Ruth.
Ruth: More Diego, Mommy?
Me: Ruth, Diego is not over yet.
Yes. That is a life with kids.
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