My kid surprises
me on a regular basis. Not the "wow she just read the whole
constitution" kind of surprise; more the "Jesus, I didn't see you
there" surprise. Our bathroom is right at the end of the hall and when I
walk around the corner from the living room I don't expect to see someone
sitting on the toilet doing their business. But there she is, on a regular
basis sitting on the toilet with the door wide open. Sometimes she breaks into
song and then I hear a deep "I got the summer time, summer time
sadness" and I know the bathroom is in use. I'm glad that she feels
comfortable enough around us but I think that's one of those awkward boundaries
that we need to start setting. Thoughts?
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