The Concept of Privacy

I was taking a shower today when Schatz waltzed into the bathroom leaving the door wide open (hello, cold winter air), pulled back the curtain and proceeded to tell me about the conversation she was having with Lucy. Then she climbed on the back of the toilet and opened the window to look out...still chattering about something or another. Finally, she settled onto the potty for her morning constitution.

I stepped out of the shower, past the open window (hello, neighbors!) to reach for my towel. As I stepped out of the bathroom to towel off and get dressed; Schatz tells me, "Could you shut the door? I need my privacy."