The water is running...hmmm... it sounds different.
Another door opens, and a few moments later I hear a tap tap on the bathroom door. I look at the clock - 6:34 am
A muffled voice followed by:
Zach: What are you doing?
Ah... Evan made it in before Zach.
The water shuts off... I hear Evan respond, but I can't make out what he is saying.
Zach: I said, WHAT are you doing?
a louder response
Zach: What?! You are taking a bath?!
Zach. No. No. No. There ARE no baths in the morning.
omg - he sounds exactly like me.
Zach: Evan - if you wanted to take a bath - you should have taken it last night.
Now I hear the younger ones... omg. It is now 6:40 am. Do I seriously need to get out of bed this early? Isn't it bad enough that the male I sleep with wakes up at 5:30 am EVERY SINGLE MORNING?
I get up. It is obvious by the heightened anger and volume of the voices I am hearing, it is time to intervene.
I come out to the hallway.
Zach is standing there in his NDSU flannel pants and no shirt. Zayd is in his pjs watching, and Ethan, in shorts and a tee - dressed for school. (it is 45 degrees outside).
I knock on the bathroom door - with force.
Me: Evan! Get out of the tub. There are three other people who need this bathroom to get ready for school. If you wanted to take a luxurious bath, you should have done that last night.
Zayd: I took my luxurious bath last night.