Dear Mom Who Just Wants to Brush Her Teeth and Maybe Apply Some Wrinkle Cream,
Your bathroom is fascinating. You are fascinating. You + your bathroom = so ridiculously fascinating. Plus there’s that mysterious magnetic force that yanks your children from Point A (any place inside your house) to Point B (your fascinating bathroom) at the faintest dripdripdrip of the faucet. BAM! There they are. Flush any hope of alone time down the john. Your wide-eyed audience awaits you. So grab them a couple step stools and a palette of washable face paint… and embrace the fact that a “kitty cat” and “monster truck” love you and won’t always find your hygiene so gosh darn fascinating.
With love,
Mom!Mom!Mom!Mommy!Mom!