Privacy?

Do you remember my first post about not having privacy even in the bathroom?

One morning I needed to take a shower, but was home alone with our youngest, Mark who was 19 months. I decided to give him some cars, his pillow and put some cartoons on in the big boys’ room across the hall. I left the bathroom door open so I could hear him. Everything was going fine until I turned to grab my conditioner and there was Mark standing in the tub with his blue footed pajamas playing with one of his cars.

Since I wasn't done showering and had no one to take care of a completely drenched but fully clothed baby, I had to let him stay there. I'm thankful that he decided to play in the shower and not the toilet which later became his hobby.