Master Z has gone from crying if we ever dared to try and shower him, to standing at the shower door, crying because I’m not letting him in the shower. I don’t really enjoy my showers with a side of guilt, so now I share my showers.
But the final straw of “I have no privacy…No, *now* I have no privacy” was when Master Z brought a book into the bathroom and said “Up peez” while I was on the toilet today – apparently my loo breaks are extra reading times!
Still, I would prefer a small boy on my lap reading books than a small boy leaning on my leg, intently watching me pee, which is what R gets.
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We have so many reading nooks in our house!
