We Went Camping...The Incident

The three older boys had gone to take a shower together. My sister came back to report to me how S3 had been standing in the shower room, realized he needed to pee, ran naked across the public hallway, into the men's restroom, peed, ran back across the hallway and back to the shower room. She informed me I needed to have a talk about proper etiquette with the boys. S4 heard this story and was more than ready to round up his brothers and set them on the couch and the proceed to call me in to tell his brothers the rules of showering at a campground. It was basically this, when in the shower room, you do not leave the shower room unless you have clothes on. No naked boys leave the shower room. Period.

Shortly thereafter S4 and I headed out to take a shower. On my way there, I came across Egirl who was camping with us and S1 and S2 taking Josie for a nightly stroll. “Hey, swing by to pick up your brother so I can shower all alone,” I told them.

I showered S4 up, dressed him and then peeked out the shower room door. No one from our group but a good ten people were waiting for the shower. I told S4 he was just going to have to wait, set him on a dry towel on the little bench and stripped down for the shower.
I was just rinsing the last of the shampoo from my hair, step one in taking a shower, when I opened my shut tight eyes to get more soap I was shocked to see S4, standing at the door, with his head hanging out looking around.

So, just to give you an accurate picture in case you aren't totally with me here......

I am completely naked.

When I opened my eyes I was looking directly toward the hallway that held ten or so complete and total strangers.

S4's head was in the door way so there was no way I could just slam the door shut. However, I don't think he knew what happened the way I yanked him back and slammed the door so quickly.

Somehow, I finished showering, quickly, and pulled all my clothes on. I told S4 he could now open the door. Guess what? The door was too slippery, he couldn't get it open.

Now.

The t-shirt I was wearing read “Just Another Day in Paradise” (thanks KE) as I kept my eyes to the ground, my hand tightly holding my happily chatting away son, and beelined out of the public bathroom area.

I was so concentrated on getting out of there that I don't know if there was anyone in the hallway or not.

We have a few more shower rules now........