*click*
That one small sound. Barely audible to the canine ear.
*click*
The sound of the bathroom door closing.
The one small sound that apparently only children can hear.
A friend sent me a link to another mommy blogger's entry about how whenever she's in the bathroom, all Hell breaks loose.
Tonight Pickles was the culprit.
*click* went the bathroom door.
"Moooooooommmmmmyyyyyyyyyy!" went the Pickles.
No amount of pretending to not hear her will work.
"Mmmmmmmmmoooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!"
yes dear?
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
What is it, my dear darling daughter?
"MMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"PICKLES?!? UNLESS YOU'RE BLEEDING TO DEATH OR ON FIRE I'M SURE THERE'S REALLY NO REASON WHATEVER IT IS CAN WAIT! I'D LIKE FIVE MINUTES SO I CAN USE THE BATHROOM - ALONE!!!"
~ Mommy exits bathroom to find Pickles laying on the hallway floor ~
Alright Pickles, what is it.
"My fingers hurt. I guess I did too much art today."
