Here's Johnny!

(This is an old post that I am recycling for the sake of the #BigFatLinky but to be clear it hasn't changed at all!)

Today’s post is a bit more of a fun Parent rant.

For all my regular readers you will know that I spend all of my day with the Boys; For those new to this blog you would need to know that I am a Stay at Home Dad who also Home School’s the Boy’s. (If we are being technical; I Home school my eldest in the mornings whilst my youngest is at nursery and in the afternoon we three explore topics, loosely based on our Home school themes)

So, for me, my only real time to myself, like many of you, is in the evening when the Boys are asleep.

There is though, however, one moment, or more, during the day that I am able to sit and or at least get 2 minutes rest.

Sorry to be so blatant; it is when I am on the toilet.

My parent rant is this then:

Why is it the very second that I sit down, or even enter the toilet, that the toilet door is either opened, where I will find a little face squeezing through, or, there is a sudden tapping at the door; Often with a repeated tone of “Daddy…”

In reality I do a numerous amount of things; clean, tidy and cook to name a few. Yet when I am doing these tasks my beautiful children are quite happy to sit and play or continue with the activity that they are doing; despite me being in the room or not.

So why is it that very second when the toilet door is closed that the interruption suddenly begins?

It completely baffles me.

I have tried Googling combinations of sentences to find the answer but there is nothing. Not even another post or link to someone asking this very question.

For me that brief second is filled with dread as I know that any moment, like in any good horror film, the continuation of anticipation lingers before the door is wedged open or the tap, tap, tap begins; With, or without, a "Here's Johnny" (Or insert Childs name)

 

(This has now become far worse as I cant even lock the door, I have a turn lock, which if fiddled with enough on the outside opens anyway!)

I know that I was told years ago, before I even had William, that my life would never be the same and that ‘my’ time will become completely attached to my child. In truth I always just assumed that this was when they were babies. Obviously I have seen parents have that discussion “My baby can now do this…..I don’t even feel I can leave them when I go to the toilet” yet I thought by now that it would have stopped.

Does anyone else go through this?

Or do I just have either a: Two very curious and investigative Boys, or, b: Two Boys who really do not understand the boundaries of personal space?