Our bathtub drain sometimes makes a funny moaning noise that a few weeks ago Owen was very afraid of. After he scampered out of the tub and was safe in a towel, he said, "That cow! Moo!" Ha ha, we joked about the cow in the bath. Then last night, the cow came back and all hell broke loose in the house. Mass hysteria, bath aborted. Even after I twisted the drain tight and the mooing stopped, there was no way they were getting back in the bath. Henry even had trouble falling asleep because of "that cow." Tonight, the boys were dirrrrrty, so we tried a shower first....no go. So we tried the bath again, but they wouldn't even sit down. Petrified. We bathed them standing up and screaming. We kept saying "cow go bye bye!" and "I love cows!" but nothing worked. Owen got out, got his diaper, snuggled up in his towel, stuck his lower lip out and said in the most pitiful voice, "moooooo."