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.

Congratulations.

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

Liv: Mom?….mom?….MOM!

Me: What?

Liv: mom?

Me:…What??

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!

[YES!]

[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?

Me:….What?

Liv: I put all your pennies in the trash.

 

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

 

Comments
  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
    Mom?
    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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