Open it naked, fully engorged dick front and centre. You will exert your dominance, and he will never bother you in the bathroom again. You may have to spend some cash on therapy later on in life, but worth it. You're welcome.
If that doesn’t qualify as “disturbing the peace” then I don’t know what does. When you say “youngest”, what are we talking here? Because those actions call for a “Don’t make me pick you up by the FACE!!!”- style of correction.
Mine was the same way for awhile. Baby sure loved momma. Kiddo is more independent now and old enough that I don't have to keep an eye on them every second. Kiddo is good about doing stuff and then circling back to me regularly.
If I have it, I have it. Or there’s a magazine in there. Either way it’s a ten minute or so process for me. Shit, bidet spray, dry. But you have to have something to do besides staring off into space. Or the mirror on the back of the bathroom door.
(They were the rich people... not because of the cottage, but because of the Reader's Digest subscription).