I can't say that I mind it too much. I love cuddly babies and I love to feel loved. But SOMETIMES, I just have work to do! :-)
The other morning, while the older two chilluns were upstairs playing and the baby was playing in the schoolroom I decided to pop myself into the shower for a quick bit o' clean.
I hadn't even taken off my clothes before I heard Adele' crying and crawling toward the bathroom door. HEAVEN FORBID I LEAVE THE ROOM SHE IS IN!!!! I figured Corynn would come get her like she always does--that girl comes running if Adele' so much as breaths the wrong way.
Apparently, I hadn't latched the door properly because Adele' crawled right in and pulled back first the fabric shower curtain and then the plastic liner.
And she stood there. WATCHING me. the entire time I showered.
First of all~ can I just say how WEIRD it is to know eyes are on you while you are showering??! I don't CARE if those eyes are only a year old. It is weird.
Second of all~water was pouring all over her and she didn't CARE. She was dripping wet by the time I was done, from head to toe.
When I had a boatload of dishes to do the other day and the children were outside playing, I turned on some music to get motivated and dunked my hands in. Within seconds Adele had come over to me, crawled up the back of my legs~holding the backs of my pants while crying to be picked up. Of course, I couldn't do that. But she wouldn't stop.
So I plopped her on the counter next to me.
No-I didn't have a special seat to plop her in. I didn't tie her down. I plopped her there as one last attempt before laying her down to sleep. (Again.)
She just sat there-watching me. Staring at me. She didn't move. She didn't make any noise. Just watched.
Hey-works for me.
I washed out a straw and she chomped on that for a while. But she stayed up there the entire time I cleaned the kitchen. For a GOOD 20 minutes or so.
It's nice to feel loved.