Somehow I've managed to sneak away. Just me, alone, in my room. This never happens for more than maybe 3 minutes before someone comes beating on the door and calling "Mama, MAMA. COME WIPE ME," or something like that.
But not now.
I can hear the water running upstairs for the tub, Grandma Connie (bless her soul) is wrangling Triple after a particularly foul diaper. I came downstairs to get his jimjam's, but got distracted by my aloneness instead.
Never mind. It's over.