Behind Closed Doors

If you are a busy mom, you already know the bathroom is a means to an escape. If only for just a minute or two. Or in my case when HUbunk is home, a time for him to take over and me to lock myself away and let him think I have “issues” when instead I’m sitting there with my eyes closed and head propped up by my fists. It’s the only place I can go and be left alone. Well, left alone physically…but not audibly.

And if you are a busy mom you know as soon as the bathroom door closes, it opens up a long conversation opportunity for your kids on the other side of the closed door. They have radar. They sense an opportunity to drive you a little more crazy than you already are. And they are there in a fat split second. You are now a Verbal Magnet.


Hence the conversation between me and my three year old this morning:

Liv: Mom?….mom?….MOM!

Me: What?

Liv: mom?


Liv:  I blah blah blah…and then blah blah…in my room blah blah pink horse…blah blah blah cookie?

Me: Oh Liv~ I can’t understand you! I am in the bathroom, and I will be out in a minute!”

Liv: FINE! I’m not going to play with you!


[About 30 seconds go by]

Liv: Mom?

Me: What?

Liv: Why you have these pennies?

Me: Um….I…just do.

[About 30 more seconds go by]

Liv: Mom?


Liv: I put all your pennies in the trash.


Verbal Magnet. That’s me. Are you one too?


  1. I commented on the Triberr thing, but I meant to put it here.. :)
    *Copy a paste*
    lol So understand this! Even when I take a shower. “Mommy! MOMMY!” says my 3 year old, then my youngest start to cry on the other side of the door. Then I hear a mumble, and Daddy saying something I can’t make out. lol

  2. Now that my kids are both in the teen years, I have much more time to myself. I like to take off on a walk alone, or sometimes I just sit in my car waiting for them to finish a sport or activity. I desperately need that alone time!

  3. Oh Emm Geee! Girl I am like one of those horseshoe shaped super magnets. Anytime I am doing anything other than NOTHING one of them, usually the youngest, is on my like a duck on a bug. If I get on the phone, go to the bathroom, get in the shower here he comes. But my conversations go like this
    What baby?
    You know that thing? The one that I saw on TV? Well, blah blah blah blah can we get it?
    I don’t know we’ll see.
    Well, can we go look for it because it can blah blah blah blah blah blah blah and Ryan at school blah blah blah blah blah. Can I play an app on the Ipad?

  4. Oh, how this made me laugh! Thank you. :) I have a three year old and a baby (both boys) and my bathroom door is one of those stupid bi-fold ones that DOES.NOT.LOCK. Oh well. Life as a parent is good, even if we don’t get a lot of quiet time in the bathroom. Love the post & your blog. Found you via the New Friends Weekend blog hop. Following you now. Have a great weekend!

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