Triple Trouble in the Bathtub

The girlies wanted to take a bath this afternoon. I hadn't really planned to give them one since they had been in the house all day, but they wanted to play for a while in the tub. Usually I am forced - emotionally, not physically - to stay in there while they play. Today, for some strange reason, they "allowed" me to leave while they played. I've been listening to them, because typically the bathtub is too small a space for three girls and their attitudes. There is inevitably some instance of "I don't have enough room" from someone at some point in the bath. Today was no exception. I quickly took care of the situation and returned to my sanctuary outside the bathroom. I heard them whispering about getting out and then got to listen to them all discuss their need for lotion, jammies, etc. At one point, Doodle said, "Scoot over, Grover!" It's nice to hear them get along so nicely after having to be the peacemaker. And Hanny, always the mouth of the litter, is exclaiming (repeatedly, repeatedly, repeatedly), "Let's boogie!" From what I hear, she's picked that up from Charlie & the Chocolate Factory. Boo just asked her, "Does he really say that on there?" I'm pretty sure she didn't pick that one up from her dad and me...