It was after dinner. Cody was taking a shower and Carter was suppose to be picking out a nice Christmas card – from my ever-growing collection of leftover Christmas cards from years past –for his teacher.
I could not find Carter anywhere. After looking in my room and in his room and calling his name, I walked by the boys bathroom and knocked on the door. My hand hovered over the doorknob when I heard the cry.
carter: I’m pooping!!! Don’t come in, we are both naked in here!!!
As if I have never seen my children naked before. Before being just this morning.
It was the first time I have been barred from entry due to their nakedness.
Husband and I stood outside the closed bathroom door, laughing.