#475- Yesterday I was trying to have a few moments to myself in the bathroom when the following incident took place.
Essie, "MOMMY, Where are you?"
*little footsteps bang down the stair*
Essie, "Mommy, what are you doing?"
"I'm going potty, honey."
Essie, "I'm hungry, mama."
"ok, honey, when mommy is done going potty, I will make lunch."
Essie, "But mommy, I'm hungryyyyyyyy."
Mommy, "I know, honey, but mommy is going potty right now. As soon as I'm done, I'll make lunch."
Essie *while opening the bathroom door*, "But mommy, I'm bery (very) hungry!!"
"ok, honey, PLEASE shut the door. I'm almost done." *Essie sulks away from door.*
Before Essie is halfway up the steps, I hear another set of foorsteps coming down the steps.
Chloe, "MOMMY, where are you?"
Chloe *while cracking the bathroom door*, "What ya doing mommy?"
"Going potty. Please shut the door and give mommy some privacy."
Chloe, "you goin' potty?"
"Yes, Honey, please shut the door!"
Chloe, "ok, mommy." *Chloe sulks away.*
No more than 2 seconds later I hear another scratch at the door. At this point, Mommy is exasperated and gives up on having a few moment of peace in the bathroom. I open the bathroom door in utter frustration to see our dog, Caesar, standing there. Are you kidding me? Even the dog won't let me pee in peace.
Today, Essie relays the above story about mommy being in the bathroom to some of my clients.