Here's a fun fact about my life. I really think there have only been about 10 mornings over the last 18 1/2 years that I have taken a shower without someone yelling something at me through the door. The average is two people a shower; this morning I had three separate people yelling three separate times about a dead chicken. Once I made it out of the bathroom, dressed, I asked them, "what one earth do you think I'm going to do about the dead chicken while I'm in the shower - don't you think it could have waited while I finished my shower, (I mean where's a dead chicken going to get off to while I take a seven minute shower!) One of them said, "well, we just thought you'd want to know."
I'll miss these days when they all get big enough to go 10 minutes without talking to me - I'm sure I will.