Read at Your Own Risk

Uh. Oh. My friend emailed me this note yesterday. I'll call her, "Mrs. C."

"I'll have you know that yesterday while being a very bad mom and reading your blog while the kids soaked in the tub - my son took a poop. Not sure if that means I'm a REALLY bad mom for leaving my kids in the tub alone. Or if it means I'm Extra super bad for leaving a not quite #2 trained 3 year old in the bath with his sister. Or if it was just the fiber I've been pumping into him. But I heard my daughter say "Thanks for saving me from the poopie". I guess my son had put his leg down and blocked its travel into her side of the tub...hope you aren't eating breakfast and reading this. So the moral of this story - no more blog reading at bath time. I guess I'll have to do it during steakknife juggling hour."

Oh, Mrs. C. You're not a bad Mom. You're a devoted multi-tasker -- a follower most bloggers can only dream about. This was not irresponsible parenting. It was an opportunity for your son to show the depth of his character. Kudos to him for preventing the poop missile from exploding on your daughter. How touching! If your daughter is ever in harm's way, you can rest-assured he will protect her. Whether it's taking a bullet in downtown Detroit or blocking the approaching bowel movement in Chagrin Falls, she will be safe. I am truly heartened by your story.

Chivalry is not dead! It's alive and well in a Chagrin Falls bathtub.