sitting perched on the edge of the tub with the hot water running, one hand soapy, the other weilding a cheap 'daisy' razor, and a two year old gaffer comes into the bathroom to watch.
things that may happen while you shave your legs...
you are joined by a rubber duck, a small plastic fireman, a gray pickup truck, a black and white taxi (both hot wheels), a pink cup, a yellow cup and a watering bucket.
small bits of toilet paper are ripped and then thrown into the toilet.
the toilet gets flushed as boiling hot water burns your leg.
you cut your knee.
the phone rings.
your two year old answers it.
you discover he only pretended to answer it. (thank goodness!)
the toilet roll is now off the holder and is on the ground, getting wet. (why is it getting wet?)
the floor is wet from gaffer taking a drink from mommy's water bottle taken from the bedroom side shelf.
towels are removed from their poles, and thrown down the stairs.
dog barks at door knocking. door is locked. thank goodness.
you cut your other knee.
you get out of the tub to discover there aren't any towels to be had.
gaffer is nowhere to be seen.
legs are mostly shaved, with many prickly spots, and two pools of blood drying on knees. lovely. will wear pants today instead.
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