Why. Why would you do that. You're still loud when you're tiny. You realize that don't you? You go HEY and it's like you're bellowing it and I jump and go WHATWHATWHAT.
You'll make me spill the water when I go to...dump it that funny bowl with holes in it, which defeats the entire purpose of it being a bowl at all.
I've an idea. Why don't you nuzzle in that spot between the nape of my neck and my shirt collar and yell instructions at me from there. Because it's warm and you'll nod off while I use the fail bowl to drain the bloody water out of the pasta pot.