So the past few months I’ve started to take showers while Camper is scurrying around making trouble. I lock the babygates, make sure nothing hazardous is left within his reach, turn on some music or a Blue’s Clues and do my thing. He has previously been a bit afraid of the shower, so he left me alone. But all that is changing. More recently he’s taken to a) throwing the toilet brush into the shower with me (YUCK) b) opening the curtain and yelling “Hi!” or c) flushing the toilet. Yes. Another new trick learned in the name of potty training gone horribly wrong. So yesterday I had to put the toilet brush and plunger on the changing table (double yuck) and basically shower with the curtain open hoping he didn’t decided to take a step into the shower with me in his new shoes. I might have to start shutting the door to the bathroom or just waiting til naptime, but I have a feeling that the wonder that was running around my bedroom innocently waiting for me to be done is quickly fading for the wonder that is my son.
Also: I’ve canceled more crap this month because of snow than any other month so far. It’s starting to hurt business, yo.
That is all.
