a little alone time

I should just blog about potty stuff. I've got some bathroom stories for y'all!

remember being a mom and never getting a moment to yourself EVER like even on the toilet someone is either in there, at the door,fighting outside it, or knocking "can you do this for me?"

meanwhile dad is in the lazy chair with a beer doing NOTHING but the kids don't even notice him.

well mine are teens now so I often get toilet time to myself it's one luxury of raising them up. however tonight visiting my oldest I went potty and under the crack of the door was a little boogie hand and wiggly fingers " mah-mah what doing? "

shes not the only one glued up my ass today but I'll save that for another day!

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The oddly normal life of Clorie

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