Poptarts and Water Bowls

I heard my husband go into the bathroom just outside my craft room door.  A short time later I heard the dog scratching at the bathroom door, most likely thinking, "Why is the master's husband doing his business in my water bowl???"

This scratching went on for several minutes.  I found it oddly rewarding.  Finally, after the 35 years I have spent dealing with kids of all ages rattling the locked bathroom door as if their needing a poptart constituted an emergency, my husband got a small taste of what I've been through.