Please, NO get out of jail free card!

What exactly makes a “mother”?  It this someone who ovulates?  Gives birth?  Trails an “it’s a boy” balloon while wheeled out onto the hospital loading dock with her bundle of joy across her knees?

Can I just say, "Hear, hear!"

Or is it someone who doesn’t let her baby scald himself in the middle of giving a bath?  Oh, I know, it’s gotta be one who, immediately upon realizing it happened despite her very best efforts, snaps to action and doesn’t spare neither expense nor strength taking her little one in for treatment!

Well, if that is the definition, what does this make Erica Davis?  What does it make her partner, Jake Fisher III?

How can someone calling themselves a parent, indeed, a human do that?  How can you just let a baby, any baby, let alone your own, suffer?

Apparently, one fine Thursday, March 26th, the father of the year was giving his 5-months old son a bath in a sink, turned away to attend his 1-year old who pooped next to him on the floor, didn’t notice his 2-year old playing with the faucet, and voila, the baby is toast — or, rather, a boiled lobster.

The hospital photos taken weeks later showed the baby had burns to the stomach, thighs and butt area, and do you think Mr. Fisher III called 911?  Or rushed his kid to the hospital, ASAP?  If the answer’s “yes”, ha, you’re coddling your baby.

Mr. Fisher did think to call his son’s mom, who agreed with his assessment that since the boy wasn’t bleeding, it was fine.  “Didn’t want to pay the $700″ for the ambulance to take their infant to the hospital, said Davis, when later questioned by the police.  Makes sense, right?  Life’s steep, gotta economize!

So much so, the parents hadn’t taken the boy for any medical help until the wounds didn’t start “looking moist”.  Which they apparently did not until April 22nd.

They had been detained by police on charges of child endangerment, tried to lie their way out of the charges — and, I can only hope, will be castrated within the inch of their miserable lives.

Unfortunately, however, that is not in the books.  But, at least, I want to be able to expect their children would remain the wards of the state — or, better yet, adopted out when the birth monsters are let out on parole.  A few years in jail might discharge their debt to the society as a whole.  But will they really to that little boy?