Every single shower-night (which is only about 2x a week because OMG who has time for nightly kid showers? Who? Nope.)
Anyhow, every single time it goes like this after a few casual reminders during the afternoon that there will be showers this evening.:
Parent at the end of dinner: Ok, kid showers tonight.
Boy-children: Nooooo! no! Noooooo! I don't want to! It will just take so long! I don't want to! Noooooo!
Younger Girl child: Ok. I call first upstairs. (and....end scene for girl child)
Boy children melting down. Surely the shower is lava and needles.
Boy children continue melting down. Threats. Bribes. More threats.
A Boy child eventually gets into the shower. Minutes pass. More minutes. Eventually a "Hey, buddy, 3 more minutes..." and then the wailing...
"But...I just got in here and it feels good!"