It never fails. No matter what is going on in the house, the instant I step into the shower I hear them. Small little voices who are apparently related to me.
Mama, Sissy hit me!
Mama, look what I made!
Mama, is it snack time? (this one always comes while breakfast is still on the table)
Mama, can I go outside?
Mama, what's the square root of 5,337? (okay, no one's asked this, but they might as well have)
I have tried so many things to dispell them. Food. Toys. Videos. Outside time. Money. But the water draws them. Even if I hear nothing for a full 20 minutes before my shower, as soon as I'm wet they come. They need kisses when I have shampoo in my hair and referee-ing (is that a word?) while I wash my face. Nevermind what they do while I shave my legs...
I've heard rumors of other women experiencing the same thing. Perhaps there should be a support group, maybe an underground network of mildly-insane mothers. I'm thinking of enlisting the help of one of those paranormal study groups you see on television. I'll let you know how that goes...
1 comment:
Haha - mine are great when I'm in the shower . . . it's the second I get on the phone that everything becomes a life or death issue.
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