It's 7am in our house. Scott tiptoed down the hall to use the guest bathroom...
(Now, I must interrupt this story with some background. When Kate gets up to use the bathroom while napping or at night, she has this nasty habit of slamming the doors. Not on purpose, but just not shutting them quietly.)
Back to the story. Scott Q-U-I-E-T-L-Y closed the bathroom door. Brooks heard him and shouted, "STOP IT, TATE!"
After hearing no response (and no other slam of the door), Brooks quietly said, "Mama?"