I am very happy to announce that Emily pooped in the bath for the first time. No, I’m not happy that she pooped in the tub. Jan astutely observed that if either of us was home alone with Emily when it happened, we probably wouldn’t have survived. It was a complicated and delicate operation. I am happy, however, that we survived more than an entire year of bathing adventures without a single floater. We all know it was only a matter of time.