There I stood, straddling the kids’ toilet and plunging away. Brayden, my only observer, came near cautiously. He must have noticed my disgust and failed attempt. He said, “Hmm . . . guess we are gonna need Dad.” I looked up with hair covering my face and he backed up a bit. I kept plunging, not giving into the thought of failure. Brayden stepped closer and said, “I’m right here beside you.” Oddly, that truly lifted my spirits and gave me a gentle push towards accomplishing the task at hand. What a comfort it can be to know that we are not alone.