The Bath

One day I was in charge of giving my 2 year old brother a bath. I got my brother undressed and in the bath and then ran to get him some toys to play with in the tub. His favorite things to play with at the time where measuring cups, a funnel, and some of his bath-worthy toys. He was always playing with a hand-held egg beater that my Mom had. He was fascinated by the thing so I decided to throw that int the tub with him.
 After I got him all washed up and hair clean we started playing with the assorted things in the tub. He spotted the egg beater and started playing with it with much glee. Well as he was spinning the blades he was moving it around  and got it a little too close to his body. The next thing I know his "twig and berries" were caught in the egg beater. I have never seen someones face go from being completely happy to complete confusion and horror so fast.
 I yelled for my Mom and when she came in I was pretty sure she was going to faint. Now this whole time my little brother did not utter so much as a whimper, he just sat there looking from the egg beater to my Mom amd me. Not knowing what else to do I reached down and very slowly reversed the direction of the blades. All the time waiting for my little brother to let out an blood curdling scream. But to my amazement as well as my Mom's he stayed quite.
 I finally managed to seperate the egg beater from his family jewels. I grabbed a towel and scooped him up, ran to the bedroom and put him on the bed. Mom and I looked and to our relief he did not have a single cut and he still was not crying. As a matter of fact he got up and went back to the bathroom. He wanted to finish playing in the tub.
 To this day I do not know how he came out of that one unscathed because by the looks of it at the time it was mangled. We laugh about it today and ask my brother if he wants to play with the egg beater. Oh, I should mention that when he did get back in the bath he handed me the egg beater and shook his head no. He wouldn't play with again after that.