My kid has never really respected my privacy. I mean, she knows the word and clearly understands the concept, but when she walked in on my in the bathroom one day I asked if she remember the discussion we had about privacy she said ‘but I don’t want privacy.’

This problem has a fun new extension – the kid is a snoop.

She has very good eyesight and a surprising ability to notice things you don’t want her to see.

I put things out of sight, saved for a time when we need something to do, and she invariably finds them. I hear a ruffle and then ‘oh, what’s this? What’s this mom?’

I’m going to need some sort of gift safe in the future. Under the stairs just isn’t going to cut it.