What privacy?

I was sitting on the toilet, in an attempt to preserve a modicum of decency and privacy. Anyone with a small child would realise how futile this is.
So we had this discussion:
Me: I'm trying to go the toilet here.
Miss 3: I look at you!
Me: Why do you need to look at me wee?
Miss 3: I not look at you wee. I look at your boobies!
I'm breastfeeding her little brother at the moment, and apparently my boobies are one of the most interesting things in the house.