Honestly? This morning, and DH is going to be furious when I tell you.
I came home and he was already in the shower. Usually I leave him in peace, but this morning we had a lot of stuff to talk about since we're selling our house.
So I'm sitting on the edge of the garden tub, and I look across the room, and he's in the shower, knees bent like he was bending over, arching and sticking his butt out, and reaching around behind him with both hands.
I scream, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? Holding your butt cheeks apart to rinse them?!?!" while I'm holding my stomach crying and shrieking in laughter.
Well, no, he was just washing his back...but I can't figure out why he needs to bend his knees and stick his butt out to do it...I just reach around get it done.
He does lots of stuff weird...putting on a coat is a total-body event that mimics a full-blown seizure. He puts his arms through, then shakes all over.
Weirdo.