One of my most memorable memories growing up with William was when we were still living in Prince George, in a three bedroom house, one for the boys (1), one for the girls (4) and one bathroom for all seven of us. Our dad had vented a heat pipe to come up under the bathtub so the tub was always warm when you got in. William decided that it was a great place to read, he would take a pillow and a book, lock the door and get into the dry bathtub.
