Younger Boy had gone to the service organization meeting with M again tonight.

He had his key with him.  When he got home he chose to ring the doorbell over and over and over.

Ordinarily not a big deal, but Middle Boy had gone to bed early and was now awakened by the doorbell ringing FOURTEEN times.  Yup, fourteen.  Why not?

This gave me the opportunity to discuss the socially acceptable practices associated with the usage of a doorbell.