Brian knocked on Tyler's bathroom door. "Are you almost finished with your shower Tyler? I want to run Hannah's bath." He heard the water switch off.

"I'm out." Tyler answered him.

"Thanks buddy!" Brian walked down the hall to Hannah's bathroom and started filling the tub. "Come on Hannah." He called into her room. "The faster you take a bath, the faster I can read to you."

"I want Sasha to wash my hair." Hannah stated as she entered the bathroom and started stripping down for her bath.

"Sweetie, Sasha is probably exhausted from hanging out with you all day. I'll wash your hair for you. Come here and let me take your braid out before you get in the tub."

Hannah crossed the room to her dad. "I want Sasha to do it!" She protested.

Brian closed his eyes. "I can see Sasha isn't the only one is tired!" He gently spun her around and removed the ribbon from her hair. "How did Sasha get your hair to say like that?" He asked studying the ponytail. Hannah shrugged. "Go ahead and get in the tub. I will be right back." He opened the bathroom door just as Tyler was coming out of his room. "Tyler, will you please go ask Sasha how I take down Hannah's hair without making knots in it?"

"OK." Tyler replied heading for the stairs. He went into the family room where Sasha was still watching TV. "Dad doesn't know how to undo Hannah's hair." He said.

Sasha laughed as she got up from the couch. "I think he will be surprised at how easy it is." She said following Tyler back upstairs. Brian opened the bathroom door before she could knock.

"I figured it out." He apologized. "Sorry you had to trudge up the stairs."

"It is OK. I'm not as tired as you think I am." She laughed.

"I want Sasha to wash my hair!" Hannah stated from her position in the bathtub.

Brian shook his head. "You may not be tired but she is!"

"Do you want me to wash her hair?"

Brian shook his head. "Nah. Thanks. I'll do it. You just go downstairs and relax."

"Please Sasha!" Hannah pleaded.

Brian rolled his eyes. He stepped aside, giving Sasha space to enter the room. "Did I tell you my kids are spoiled?" Brian whispered.