Tonight I am thankful for being clean. But this isn't just ANY clean, this is stand in the scaulding hot water for 15 minutes while I listen to NOTHING clean.

No wiping off the shower door with my hand every 10 seconds to see if Ryleigh-Ann [who has been strategically placed in the bathroom doorway] is ok.

No jumping out really fast to try to console a crying Ryleigh-Ann if she isn't ok.

No half wet hair or half shaved legs because I have realized that this "shower thing" just isn't working right now.

No locking the door to be left alone, only to have a 3 year old little boy crying and screaming for me to let him in, the whole entire time. Yeah, thats always enjoyable.

No 3 year old little boy running in and out, or opening and closing the door, or trying to throw toys in with me if I decide NOT to lock the door to get 10 seconds of peace.

Just me and the bathroom walls that need to be painted. Yes, I think about how I would decorate my bathroom every time I am in there. Funny how you think about everything when you are in the shower... thankful I had the quiet to think. As much as I would rather have been in bed, there isn't much I can complain about on this subject tonight. =)