"Just do it out here!"

We live in Bath, ME. [I vividly recall this memory...I got into so much trouble.]

My brother Craig and I [about five-years-old?] are playing outside in the back yard while my mother is cleaning the house. She locks the door momentarily while she mops the kitchen floor and waits for it to dry. Craig suddenly has to go pee and discovers the locked door [I must interject this memory for a moment...my brother was NOT very good at "holding it." When he had to pee, he had to pee NOW!]. He has just started doing his little dance when I casually say, "Just do it out here!" Suddenly I hear a thunderous, "LAURIE ANN!"--my mother. When I look up toward the sound, I realize (quite ashamedly) that Craig and I are standing right below an open window! Eeeekkkk.

Grounded to my bedroom...

~Mama