The Daring Rescue

No the grandparents aren't back in town and I really don't have time to blog. This story, however, is just so good that I had to find the time to chronicle this latest adventure in Mamaland. Today, I was giving the girls a bath and took off my wedding ring as I often do before I shower. During the bath, Junia, who is prone to all things dramatic, got a tiny bit of soap in her right eye and all hell broke loose. I had to pull her out of the tub to calm her down even after I had washed her eye out many many times. I then had to pull the Little Bear out too even though her bath wasn't really done because I couldn't leave her in there alone while I dressed the Big Bear. That's not the end of this blog-worthy story though.

After dinner, we were getting the girls ready for bed. Davis was dealing with the potty business while I turned down beds, made the bottle, etc. From the bathroom, Davis called me and said "I think I know what your next blog post is about..." Davis happened to do a poop check when Big Bear got finished doing her thing (why he did this, we don't know ... he normally doesn't do this). Underneath a nice big poopie was something very sparkly. That struck my very observant husband as a bit odd. He asked me if I had anything sparkly that was missing. It was at that point that I had a "Oh #@!$" (literally and figuratively) moment as I looked at my naked left hand.

My wonderful husband then turned the toddler teeth brushing over to me (also quite a challenge) and proceeded to pilfer the garage for suitable tools to play "Go Fish" for diamonds in a pond of Baby Ruths. He triumphed victoriously thanks to a thin dowel rod he found. He managed to fish the ring out without having to actually touch the poopie. He also cleaned and disinfected my ring before giving me the spoils from his valiant toilet raid.

Did I mention that I know Little Bear has a fascination with toilets? I am constantly saying "NO TOUCH" in every restroom we find ourselves in. And yet I left my wedding ring at toddler height near an open commode. Not a smart mommy. Thanks to Superdad for the daring rescue.