Naked Mom

     I don't run around the house naked but I don't shy away from it either. If I need to shower, sometimes I have one of my kids in there with me. If I need to change for the day, sometimes my kids are hanging out while I change. I don't find the need to be discrete yet, though my experience the other day was interesting to say the least.
     Miles and I were playing boats. I don't mind playing with him but my knees tend to give out after about a half an hour of crawling around on the floor. So once I hit my limit, I mentioned to him that I needed a shower. Sometimes he joins me and other times he takes a bath while I shower but not that morning, he wanted to continue playing boats. Fine with me I told him. So I went to the bathroom shutting the door behind me but leaving it unlocked as usual. I then disrobed, grabbed a towel and walked toward the shower. Luckily I was paying attention because the door flew open and I caught it before it nailed me in the face.
     "Hey, Bud, what do you need?"
     "You forgot to put the pretend boat on the pretend trailer."
     "Oh, sorry Bud. I'll get it once I get done showering, okay?"
     "No, mom! I need the boat on the trailer otherwise I can't drive back home!"
     "Bud, I'm naked right now and need to shower first. You are just going to have to wait."
     Crying ensued. Now, I'm not one of those moms who can ignore crying. I realize that some women have a gift and can tune it out in order to get things done but not me. It digs deep into my soul and I cannot relax for anything. And I really wanted to take a relaxing shower, just five minutes of alone time. So I gave in to my crying little man.
     "Okay, okay, I'll help you get the boat on the trailer." I made a quick motion with my hands and added some sound effects then said, "there."
     "No, mom, I need to back the trailer up first." He replied almost laughing at my attempt to place a nonexistent boat in the wrong spot.
     How silly of me, I thought.
     "Just wait a minute while I back up my truck."
     So I stood there, naked with the bathroom door wide open watching my son back up a fake trailer. He actually didn't seem to notice my nakedness, all he cared about was getting his pretend play right.
     "Watch your foot mom."
     "Oh, okay, thanks," I said moving my foot out of the way.
     "Okay, I've got the trailer in the water now you can put the boat on it."
     "Right," I replied. Then I made a clicking noise to show that I hooked the rope on the boat. My next move would be to mimic the sound of the power winch. I would have been a much nicer moment had I not been naked but again, Miles could only stare in the direction of our fake boat.
     "Alright, Bud, I think we've got it."
     "Thanks, mom," he said. Then he got into his pretend truck and drove out of the bathroom giving me our trademark two honks on the way.
     I closed the door behind him and jumped my freezing butt into the warm water of my shower. Miles is very serious about his vehicles and apparently I will do almost anything to humor my kids.