Privacy Act

Everything seems to have some sort a “privacy act” or policy.  When you go to the doctor….sign here that you’ve read the document.  When you access a web page….click here to say you’ve read and understood the privacy rules and regulations.

I’ve discovered that I need some type of “privacy act” for my son to sign and acknowledge.  You’re probably thinking, HUH?  Well, let me explain. 

Mom is in the restroom, door closed and WHAM!….door flies open with a five year old standing there asking…."What’s for dinner?"  DINNER??….who thinks of rushing into the restroom to ask about dinner?  Wait it gets better.  The same 5 year old gets out of the bath tub at night, dries himself off, goes to the kitchen to get his snack and sits on the couch while watching TV.  So, I ask….”Did you forget something?” (as he is sitting there butt naked).  “Oh” he says, “guess I need some clothes”----He GUESSES?  (Oh, did I mention that we had company?) 

Isn’t it interesting how we want so many things in our life to be “private” yet as we are starting off in life, nothing is private and the need for privacy seems to be an odd concept.  Then as we get older and comprehend more….we just can’t get enough privacy.

Oh by the way…..yes, I now utilize the lock on the bathroom door…..and my son now understands the importance of putting on clothes after a bath. :-) 

I guess in a way he is signing the “privacy act.”