...I only had my mom around till I was 17, but boy, her walking in on me doing that would not have been my idea of fun. My bedroom door had no lock and the only thing keeping her from catching me was The Knock and my ability to look like I was just laying in bed watching t.v. LOL She probably would have understood, too, but still...fuck, no one wants their mom to catch them at it! GAH! No no no. That's just not right. After that, it was my sister or brother and they always knocked. I just got to the place that the only time I'd do anything was late at night after everyone was asleep. It was relatively safe then. Blah. Like you wanted to know any of that. LOL

I think that's one of the reasons why it's good I don't have kids. I would be a good mom about that sort of thing but I would hate to be the mom to walk in on it. Though there's a sadistic streak in me that says, "This is the perks of being the parent. Embarrassing the child and child torture." hehehehe But still...