Originally posted 2007-12-09 15:17:46.
“Deh-deeeeeh.. deh-neh-neeeeh.. neh-neh-neh… I can’t get no… satisfaction….”
“Yes?” [ Perhaps she isn't ready for Daddee's shower-singing ]
“I need to Ngg Ngg!!” (That’s the verb for pooping)
[ Uh-oh, I am in the shower, & the only available help is downstairs NOT within shouting earshot ] I stop what I am doing, open the translucent shower door, wrap my towel around my waist, & open the door to “rescue” her urgency.
I lead her into the bathroom toilet, pull down her pants, & lift her onto the toddler-toilet-seat equipped toilet.
Her eyes are on my manly-man chest, then darts left & right on my nipples, then drops a little to my six-pack stomach… OK OK I lie, but you get the point. She’s very rarely seen me topless; only when we go swimming but even then she is too busy splashing & have not needed to face me directly like this.
At this time my mind races to plan the next steps. [ OK, while she ngg-ngg's, I will dash back into the shower to finish off, hopefully by the time I towel off, she'd be done, then I can rinse her off (at least I'd be dry), get her pants back on, & usher her outta here for my quick getting-dressed too ]
Which I did (dash back into the shower & close the screen). But of course you already know things didn’t pan out that way. She was done before I was.
“Daddee I have finished!” And proceeds to slowly climb down from the toilet.
Yikes. “Daddee’s not finished yet, can you wait for Daddee a little while longer?”
“Okaaaayyyy….” Along with the toddler-toilet-seat, we also got her a small step stool for her to easily get on & off the toilet. It also doubles up as a small stool to sit /semi-squat on if one needs to wash stuff on the floor.
I can see this through the translucent screen: She pulls up this stool, positions it facing squarely at the shower screen door, & sits legs closed hands on her lap, as if posing for a portrait. Except she is naked waist down, waiting for Daddee as instructed. There is no escape for this butt-naked Daddee now.
As discretely & swiftly as I could, I slide the door open just wide enough for me to reach my towel on the rack near the door. You guessed it, her gaze drops trying to steal a peek at my nether regions; to the extent she leans to the side for a better view.
I feel so dirty.
On this issue of whether one’s kid(s) should see the parents naked, I for one am not sure where I stand on this, or whether it should be tackled at all- ie, just NEVER appear nude at all in front of the kids, regardless of gender of the exposer and the exposee.
I know my elder brother, for example, have showered, or at least appeared nude infront of at least one of his kids when they were toddlers.
I have also heard of dads who bathe together with the kids in, say, the bathtub, again while they were toddlers. I know this because there were jokes where the toddler, probably still at the not-speaking age yet, picking at the dad’s pubes.
What is your take on this issue? Do you strut around naked infront of your kid? Not be so uptight about being walked-in? Bathe with the little man / woman?