some kind of hero

Ren ran down the stairs with his pants not quite up to his waist yelling, “Emergency! Emergency! The toilet is doing something really weird!” B jumped up from the couch and ran upstairs, followed closely by Ren. A few minutes later, Ren swaggered back downstairs and announced to me and Ash, “I saved you both from a flood. I’m a hero.”
    Later that night, as I was tucking the kids into bed, Ren asked, “Aren’t you proud of me for saving you today?”
    “Of course, Ren,” I said, knowing that all men just want to know that they are our heroes. “Thank you for saving us from the Terrible Toilet Flood of 2016.” He smiled big, closed his eyes and fell contently asleep.