My Bad (?)

So, last night, I am enjoying a nice warm brownie and a new episode of Grey's Anatomy. Enjoying might be too strong a word for the TV, but anyway, I hear the girls in their bathroom allegedly getting ready for bed. I only hear them because TD instituted a routine, when the girls were little, that's come back to bite him in the fanny. He tucks them in. I just say, "Go get yourself into bed". He thinks it's important. Well, now he has to officially tuck them in each night or else they don't consider themselves ready for bed. Last night he was finishing more work at home and watching the bowl game and the girls got a late start. So anyway, I hear a loud thump and then I wait. You know, for either giggling, where I shout, " Stop screwing around." Or crying, where I hop up running. I hopped up running. I get into the girls' bathroom and find both of them soaking wet. In their nightgowns. I can't help myself, I just burst out laughing. They both stop howling (you know mildly hurt, but more scared and embarrassed sort of crying) to stare at me. I hear all sorts of indignant stammers, " It's not funny, I'm so hurt", etc. Then TD shows up and starts taking charge. Gotta love the guy, he's a total nervous Nellie. One of these times I am going to tell you about how he wants me to walk and pick the girls up from school, literally across the street and then I will take my handy dandy new camcorder and film me walking across the street so you can understand why I'm not in any big hurry to do such a thing.
So TD starts checking for neurological and orthopedic injuries and I am still bent over laughing. The girls have stopped crying by now and are just glaring at me and periodically sniffling a giggle themselves. I tell the girls, it's one of those prerogatives of motherhood. If you do something that soaks you completely, in the bathroom no less, and come out looking like a drowned rat, it's one of the benefits of motherhood that I get to laugh my head off.
After a bit of interrogation, it would seem that Buttercup didn't let the water out of the bathtub and then tried to give her sister a piggyback, in the bathroom, and they tipped into the tub. I don't know how they didn't pull down the curtain, but Buttercup got a goose egg on the back of her head. I told her "Maybe next time you will think twice about not letting out the water and then giving your sister a piggy back ride in the bathroom". And next time, I will still laugh.