Major miracles occured this morning in my household. My son went to take a shower (without being told- miracle #1.) He called down the stairs to me, "I'd better get my towel before I get in." Miracle #2! Normally he'd get out of the shower and realize he didn't have a towel. His linen closet is across the hallway from his bathroom. He'd stand there for a bit, dripping rivers of water down his back, perhaps hoping to drip dry and thereby avoiding the inevitable "Mooooom, I need a towelllll!"