This leads me to today. We were are the Herriman rec center swimming as a family. Well, when you have a three year old and a one year old you don't do much swimming you do a lot of walking around the kiddie pool. My daughter Campbell was not into the swimming at all. Every time I would go in the water with her some massive boy child would come and splash water on her. She was very nervous to be in the water. So like any good father would do I got out of the water and sat on the bench with her. We had been sitting there for about 10 minutes when the next warm feeling of my life occurred. I was a little shocked that the urine reached my leg because she had a swimming diaper and plastic diaper cover on. But somehow, someway, the urine found my leg. I was instantly brought back to that day when her brother had done the same thing to my shoulder. And you know, in a way it was kind of a parent-child rite of passage. It was like my children were marking their territory. And I was somewhat ok with it. Being the hilarious comedian that I am I picked Campbell up and walked her over to her Mother in the pool. When I got there I said those words she had heard before, "Uh, I just got peed on." Then I looked my wife in the eyes with a bit of defiance and I sat right down in that swimming pool. Chlorine kills everything right?