I need a lock. Yep, a lock. On my bathroom door. It doesn't matter why I enter, whether it be to get dressed (our closets are in there), actually use the restroom, or hide out from my family with a pint of Haagen-Dazs Coffee Ice Cream...I am still NEVER alone. There is always some reason that young humans under 36" tall feel that they must have my attention at that very moment, either by entering unannounced and uninvited or hollering through the door. You may have experienced this phenomenon in your own home. "Mom, are you in there?" Look, kiddo whom I love to pieces, you know that I know that you know that I'm in here, okay? Don't act as if you were headed in here if I wasn't in here. By the way, I do love you dearly...it's just a privacy issue. A Haagen-Dazs issue.
Then, I think back on the countless times that my youngest brother accidentally locked himself in the bathroom. My mom would have to call the neighbor to perform this David Copperfield act on the door while my brother cried on the other side, totalling up the dollars of therapy it would take to get over this recurring event as an adult. It took about 30 minutes for the whole ordeal to play out. Now, surely I don't want that!
But an uninterrupted bath once in a while while hubs kept the kids at bay? Now I could seriously go for that. With some Haagen-Dazs. Hmmmm.....
What does Haagen-Dazs mean anyway?
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
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Oh yes, I get the unwelcomed bathroom guests all of the time! Unfortunately I'm never eating ice cream at the moment... I scream though. So there is Icecream(iscream?)! involved after all.
And our lock is broken on our downstairs bathroom.
Found your blog by accident while browsing and enjoyed your stories and style. This one brought back memories of when my daughter was 3 (a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away - I have a grandson that age now!)I had gone out into the garden to hang up the clothes when she somehow managed to slide the patio door closed and lock it. There she was, a 3 yr old on her own in the house and I couldnt get back in. My first thought was to shin over the neighbours fence (6ft - not easy!) and go round to the front, but there was no way in that way as the doors and windows were locked. So I spent the next 30 minutes talking her into fetching a stool, climbing up to reach the handle and then somehow got her to unlock the door and slide the door open enough for me to get it the rest of the way. Not a mean feat for a 3yr old! you can imagine the relief - so you have my sympathy with 2 on the go! But I know the highs will far outweigh the lows and they will bring you so much joy and pleasure and when you get to my age you will have all the memories and stories to look back on and tease them with and be able to entertain your own grandchildren with stories of their parents escapades!
Take care and best wishes from the UK.
Hi again, just saw a report on the news about the floods in Texas, looks horrendous. I really hope you are all ok and my thoughts are with you and all the poor souls who have suffered in this terrible disaster.
Hey Corrie
I am so not trying to get rid of you guys. I am a little tired of my computer woes though. I wanted to let you know that my kids are 15 and nearly 11, and I still have the bathroom issue. I guess we can just be glad that we are so needed. Do you have a refrigerator in the bathroom--'cause the kids are probably wanting in because they saw you toting the Haagen to the bathroom.! If, maybe, you could hide it in there ahead of time...
I can so relate! I just went in and locked the door, and my daughter stood outside screaming the entire time. I felt a little bad, but you know, sometimes mom just needs a few minutes of privacy! :)
Oh...so funny, Corrie. :D
I love hiding out in the bathroom, too! But I never thought of taking Haagen-Dazs with me...that sounds great. I usually do a little reading in there, though, to escape...now, a book AND a pint of Haagen-Dazs- while my girls wiggle their little fingers under the door and ask if I can see them- even better! ;)
It's funny when the enter the 'teen' years... they are either non existant, listening to music and doing their thing in their room... or literally breathing air from the space I occupy. I wish for a happy medium. Sit 3 feet from me and have a nice conversation, don't hang on me for goodness sakes, give a soft quick hug and move along! I love them but sheesh. I'm just glad that they love me enough to breath my air :o) and I'm glad that I have a lock on my bathroom door and my bedroom door!
If you turn on the shower and run the water in the sink and hum loudly, you can almost drown out the pounding and screaming coming through the door...
The thing I don't like is announcing to my neighbors what I'm doing in the bathroom. You know, when the kids are upstairs yelling, "Mom, where are you?" and I call out, "I'm downstairs!"
Then they say, "Come up here!"
"I can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I'm GOING to the bathroom!" Look up, uh, the window's open. Great, are the neighbors outside? Do they really need to know what I'm doing right now? Why can't the kids just come downstairs and talk to me? But then they'd want to be in here WITH me. Ugh. There's no winning here! LOL
"Haagen-Dazs: the modern day "calgon, take me away" for those with offspring; a sure-fire giveaway to said offspring that mom needs them to BACK OFF, so they do the complete opposite."
Did I win? :)
My 10 yr old daughter just followed me to my bathroom on Monday. ((Sigh)) And, to top it off, she's decided that my bathroom is sooo much better than hers, so she's moved in. I know I move her out 5 days a week. ((Double sigh))
Wow...I'm totally impressed that you get a warning of "Mom, are you in there?"! It's a "just barge right in" mentality around here. I've tried to impress upon everyone the importance of knocking, but to no avail. A couple weeks ago when I pulled back the shower curtain there were the hubby, 2 of 3 kids, and the dog! Come on people...this bathroom is barely big enough for one!
I think the last time I had any uninterrupted bathroom time was before I got married. Seriously if it's not the kids then it's my husband who can't wait five seconds to ask about something. I so feel your pain.
Yes, I remember those days very well! You know what's really weird - my kids are mostly gone now, so my DOGS insist on being in the bathroom with me! Never a lone moment for me.
My 8 1/2 year old still does this! She even calls through the door to ask if I'm in there! LOL! Sometimes, I sit there quietly just to listen and see what she'll do if I don't answer!
Oh goodness! Do I dare tell you that it doesn't get much better over the years? My 9 year old still races to the bathroom when she sees me heading that way, LOL!
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