Lately Isaac's been a little constipated which always makes me a little nervous at bathtime. For whatever reason, the warm water, play time with mom and dad ... inevitably he has to have a bowel movement in the bath. He hasn't had a large 'poopy' in about 2 days so last night at bathtime I was on my guard for any 'stiffening' of the legs or the slightest grimace. Of course it comes the moment Kent has left the room. Our usual routine is that I lift Isaac out of the water and Kent has to 'catch' whatever comes. So I yell for Kent and lift Isaac out. Kent rushes over and we wait ... nothing comes, a false alarm ... but lo and behold, the moment I think he's safe, a warm yellow streams comes, straight at my face. I manage to dodge it ... just barely! Ahhhhh ... the joys of having a boy!