This morning I was attempting to enjoy ten minutes of alone time in the shower. Then I hear Reid. Mo------------------m! I ignore. Then banging at the door (which I absolutely keep locked). Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!
WHAT Reid!?! Reid came back with something incomprehensible...mostly because he's a mumbler and I had the shower running. I resume ignoring.
Bam! Bam! Bam! on the door. MOM! MOM!
REID! I'll talk to you about it when I get out!
The second the shower is off I hear Mo-------------m! again from the living room, followed by the off-balanced pitter-patter of Reid running down the hall.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!
Reid! Just wait 'til I'm dressed. (That two minute wait was filled with plenty more yelling, whining and banging on the door.)
I'm finally out. OK Reid, what is SO important?
For my next birthday, I want more Ben Ten aliens.
Urgent News. His birthday is 11 months and 27 days away.