Do I really have any secrets?

I was telling my sisters about the latest "adventure" with the kids, and they both suggested I blog about it. I at first didn't want to as it is embarrassing but the more I thought about it the more I realized that I blogged about drinking urine...can't get any worse than that really. So all five of you who follow my blog, here is another good story.
Friday evening our kids where playing in the office while Levi and I where vegging in front of the TV (as is our exciting Friday night ritual...get a movie and watch it---we are too tired to do anything else). We heard a lot of giggling but again the tired factor kicked in and we didn't check on them. That is until Bailey came waddling out. She had peed her pants. What the heck! This is my six year old daughter mind you....and then the story came out.
Bridger had gotten the "brilliant" idea to copy his bum on our printer/copier. So he sat down (all fifty pounds of him) mooning the copier and produced a replica of his bum. Bailey was giggling hysterically beside him (and always one to wait till the last minute to go potty) lost control and peed her pants (also on the printer). Our printer--not meant to have 80 lbs resting on it or to be used as a urinal-- stopped working. I was furious. I still don't see the humor in it--but everyone else I tell seems to think it is funny.
You decide...funny or horrific?