A Mommy. A Toddler. Separated by a wall known as The Shower Curtain. Who will persevere in -- Tales From The Shower!!
Duh duh duuuuuuuuuuuh.
"Ok, Miss Priss, the baby gate is up and you've got PLENTY of toys and books to play with. Mommy's going to take a SHOWER now."
Steps into hot shower. What sort of adventure awaits?
"Mommy! Mommy!"
"Mommy's in the shower, sweetie. Go read your books."
Mommy doesn't even have to look, she already knows what that additional bathroom noise is.
"PRISS! TURN OFF THAT WATER AND GET OFF THE TOILET NOW!!!!
Sound of almost-two-year-old feet running FROM bathroom.
Sound of almost-two-year-old feet running INTO bathroom.
"Mommy?"
"Yeah, Baby?"
"A fraeihgllsignnvoeihgsl."
"Uh huh. Go read your books, please."
Silence.
Silence.
More silence.
"It's too quiet out there! You better NOT have fallen out of a window or down the stairs!"
Without warning, an AIR RAID from about knee height.
"ACK! Mommy doesn't want to play with your bath toys!! Stop throwing them in the tub THIS INSTANT!!!"
A bizarre, rock-tumbler sound comes from just outside the shower.
"What is that rumbling noise? What the heck is going on out there?"
Mommy tentatively peeks past the shower curtain, expecting a hail storm, or an unexpected tornado, or the contents of the bathroom cabinet being chucked against the window.
"Oh. (Phew!) You're stirring your little plates in your potty. Well, alright. Good thing you haven't broken that potty in yet!"
"Mommy?"
"Sweetie, stop opening the curtain."
"Hehehehe!"
"Priss, I said leave the curtain alone!"
Joyful screeching.
"DROP THAT CURTAIN NOW!!! YOU'RE GETTING WATER ON THE FLOOR!"
Finally, water off. Showering complete.
"NAY-kid mommy!"
"Yes, naked mommy. Now go play with your toys."
And so ends our episode of Tales From The Shower. Tune in next time when Mommy says,
"NO! STOP!! YOU'RE GETTING THAT ALL WET!!!"
on Tales From The Shower!
Duh, duh, duuuuuuuuh!
