Big Bad John

All of us have fears. Mine include fire and deep water.
Rachel is scared of fire too, but she has another fear that she encounters much too often in these modern times...toilets that automatically flush.
If we're in a restaurant with toilets that automatically flush, she'd rather hold it in and hope for the best than sit on one and risk being sucked into the city sewage system.
Recently, we were in a restaurant when Rachel felt the urge. Rebecca went with her and reported back that Rachel wantde no part of the automatically flushing toilet. I could sense my child's discomfort a few minutes later, so I persuaded her to come to the men's room with me. Unfortunately, all of its toilets flushed automatically too.
So I decided to be the kind of dad my daughter would remember fondly in her later years. With my pants remaining up, I say down on the toilet and scooted back as far as I could, uncomfortably so, I might add. I then urged Rachel to sit down in front of me and do her business.
"Can I tt in your lap?" she asked.
I informed her the toilet seat would be just fine.
Reassured, Rachel did what she had to do.
Remember those sappy cartoons that used to run in the comics? They were called Love is... and featured these two cherubic characters?
They always had captions like Love is....letting her have the last piece of cake. Or Love is.....holding the door open for her. Or Love is...feeding bread to the ducks together. Well, I'll be waiting for Love is....sharing an automatically flushing toilet with your daughter.