Sunday, January 25, 2009
a little room to breathe, please
This is the view that David has every day when he comes in the door from work.
We can't just sit NEXT to mommy or NEAR mommy.
We have to be ON mommy.
Twirling her hair.
While she nurses Charlie.
Sometimes, we like to mix things up a bit and climb on mommy's back while she nurses.
That's a fun one.
Last night, I decided to take a shower -- fully expecting the beautiful solace that only exists in the privacy of that tiny space in our house.
Guess who (loudly and with the persistence that only a 2-year-old could possess) decided that she needed a shower too?
So much for privacy.
It makes me wonder why we went to all the hassle to add on to our house when, clearly, we only plan to use 24 inches of space at a time.