Heather got up today while I was making Greg's breakfast & lunch for work. Then she asked to take a bath because she wants to use some of the Tinkerbell bubble bath she got for Christmas. Who am I to say no? So the singing (all activities in the bathroom require singing from her) and soaking ensued. When she got out:
Me: Are you done?
Me: Did you wash your hair?
Me: Your body?
Heather: No, I didn't think I had to wash.
Me: Even in a bubble bath you still have to wash. Get back in.