heh, have i got a story for YOU.
Ok, when i was about 11, i heard mom crying and thought maybe something happened to dad, i got up and went out to the living room, hmmmm his truch was home…
I hear dad yell “who’se up???” i make something up about a drink of water and high tail it to bed, finally figuring out what made the trailer shake late at night.
Fast forward to high school, mom is freshly remarried, i come home early, and her and stepdad are in the bathroom together!!!
i hear the shower and holler out that i am home, mom comes out all flustered, trying to explain why she was in there while he was in the shower, she claimed she was taking him towels…
“why is your hair wet Mom?”
HAHA busted!
recently, my own 11 yr old son got up to pee… and heard through me through the walls of the bathroom. :smack:
But i was alone. Well, i was on the phone, but he doesnt know that part. Regardless, much explaining resulted and he is totally messed up forever, and he thinks i am a huge pervert.
(old people side note) my grandparents have seperate beds, have for years. a few years ago, my grammy was complaining (she does that alot) about grampy, she mentioned how cold his feet had been in bed the night before.
My aunt audrey, not missing a beat, says: “i though you had seperate beds.”
Grammy nearly died!.:smack: