I’ve written about it numerous times. I’m not ashamed to admit here or anywhere.
My husband and I are lucky enough to have a very wonderful and active sex life. It’s what keeps us connected at the end of a long day. Let’s be real, you can only have so much conversation. Although, we have plenty of that too.
Generally, we wait to make sure our children are asleep before we have our little play date. There have been a few times where the kids have awakened for various reasons and have found us in the midst of some uncompromising positions. Fortuitously for us, they were too young and half asleep to realize with Mommy was doing with Daddy.
But now. Our children are at a VERY aware age. They are also at an age where bedtime is half past never. And some things can’t wait forever…if you catch my drift.
Last night. After midnight. When we let it all hang out.
I SWEAR I shut my door.
Apparently it wasn’t completely shut.
We were a little…noisy.
BUT…like I said. I thought my door was shut.
And it’s after midnight. When most kids are asleep. Plus, we checked on ours. Apparently, one of them must have been playing dead because…
Next to my husbands side of the bed.
On top of the condom wrapper. Which didn’t get thrown out last night.
Was a little note, directing us to read the note on the kitchen table.
Uh oh. Immediately I knew something was up. After all, this first clue was DIRECTLY on top of some very blatant evidence.
I went to where I was directed and found another note that read:
Dear Mom and Dad,
The next time you have sex, please remember that our room is down the hall.
We can hear you. And by the way, we feel really sorry for J. Because his room is across from yours.
First of all…
What was this kid doing? Spying on us? Because the door…was shut. Ok. Fine. Maybe not completely. But still.
Second of all…
When the heck did she come sneaking into our room to put that note? And no wonder she sleeps until 1pm. The kid doesn’t sleep at night. She’s too busy skulking around the house.
To my relief, my younger daughter didn’t say a word this morning. Which meant…she heard nothing. And neither did J. So I’m guessing it was just my oldest daughter.
So, I decided I’m not going to be embarrassed by this situation. Because at first, this morning, I was.
But I’m not sure EXACTLY how to handle it, aside from being completely honest and letting her know that parents are allowed to have sex without worrying that their children are spying on them.
I’m also going to let her know, because of how aware she is, that the only people who can have sex in this house…are the parents!
Advice my friends? Because I’m stuck. How would you handle this with your own children?