I love to soak in a tub at night - I don't do it every night but often enough that I could qualify for being an amphibian.
Tonight - I had the various aches and pains from the day and I wanted to relax. Normally, I wait until everyone is in bed because it's quiet then and I'm less likely to be disturbed.....
However, I stepped into my pool of serenity ( aka hot bath in an old white tub ) earlier than usual. That, was my first mistake.
I'm in the tub relaxing when Jenna BARGES in ( yes...I say BARGE ). "Mom, I need to have you copy off my "ZINE" for me " The Zine is Jenna's magazine she writes for her classmates ( that's a whole other blog peeps )...... I patiently reply " Your Dad can help you with that"
Jenna responds " No Mom, he doesn't know how to copy front and back like you do"
Once again....I patiently reply " Jenna, he has a master's degree and he is an engineer -- he CAN do this"
We go round and round for a while when I finally say "Why are you still here...go ask Dad!! " ( ok...losing some patience now )....
The Cherub replies "Oh...I'm pooping"
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"You're what????????"
Jenna says " I'm pooping "
Me " and why are you doing it here??"
Jenna " where else would I do it?"
Me "oh I dunno....maybe IN ONE OF THE FOUR OTHER BATHROOMS in this house!!"
Jenna chuckles and says " but then I couldn't talk to you"
Me " for heavens sakes how long does it take you to poop!?!"
Jenna " Oh I'm done...I'm just wiping really well so my butt won't itch later"
SIGH
Can't a person even take a bath without being interrupted by a pooping child???
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Well I never! Were I you (and I love to say that!), I would ONLY take baths at the nearest five star hotel, henceforth!!! The shocking audacity of it all. You poor dear . . .
To the best of my knowledge, none of the women in my family poop . . . including Mama; it just isn't done! Fiddle-dee-dee . . . I'm off to Twelve Oaks, now, for bar-b-que with Ashley . . .
Mama's Mama would never have allowed that to happen in a billion batrillion years.
I'm just saying.....
However . . . I did have a worm poop in my hand while I was trying to save it, yesterday. Does that count for anything? Oh my . . .
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