…alot happens in our bathroom in case you haven’t noticed….
I was straightening up the house and delivering things to their proper rooms… (could someone tell me why there was toothpaste in the living room?)
Matthew was taking a shower (or so I thought, the water was running… don’t you LOVE paying for water that’s not being used?)
I just walked in…
Matthew: MOM!
Me: Oh it’s just me…
Matthew: Can’t a man get some privacy in his own bathroom?
I said nothing. I deposited the toothpaste on the counter and shut the door behind me.
Since when does he care if I see him? Man? Privacy? His bathroom?
Where’s my little boy? ::sniff::
But, I’m willing to stop walking into the bathroom if he’s willing to continue mowing my lawn… 
Until next time…
Heather
Here via Deena’s blog. I enjoyed readying your posts! I remember the day my youngest son (now 15) let me know that this was the LAST day I was to be in the bathroon while he was in there. It was bittersweet. He’s growing up but not needing me as much.
Hahaha!!!! “Man” That’s too cute.