Take a bow…..
The warm water tumbled over my shoulders, soothing, calming, satisfying.
If I could smell, I feel certain the lavender bubbles now scrubbing the grime from by body would have gone straight to my brain adding to the euphoria quickly consuming me.
As it was, it just felt good to be getting clean, so good I added a shave.
Yep. There’s nothing like a good shower to revitalize and invigorate tired, sore and smelly muscles.
Over all to soon, I stepped onto the warm tile floor and reached for my towel.
At this very moment the cheering began.
Zia, Zander and Zella rose from their seats on the window ledge and stood atop the box radiator
arms raised triumphantly with shouts of “Hooray for Daddy.”
“Thanks, guys. Now……can I have my towel?”
“Not until you take a bow,” replied Zia.
Suddenly, I felt dirty again.
*note to self–FIX THE LOCK ON THE BATHROOM DOOR!
Man, can’t a parent ever get a moment. At least they were a receptive audience.
I’ve stopped trying to close the door when I go to the bathroom. There’s no modesty in this parenting gig.
You’re a superhero! How DO you do it? ;o)
Locks? Don’t you know, once you have kids the bathroom is no longer a private room. The more you want your privacy, the more likely it is that you’ll have an intruder! :-0
Wow. A lock on the bathroom door? I usually don’t even get the chance to shut the bathroom door before there is a kid, dog and/or cat in there with me anyway. Ah, the joys of parenting.
On the bright side, at least you have someone to hand you a towel. LOL!
A real superhero never reveals his secrets. Wait, that’s a magician.
You’re right. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve come close to peeing on one of my kids’ heads because they wanted to see what I was doing.
Yeah, the only time leaving the door open becomes a problem is when I forget that I have company over or I’m visiting someone else’s house.