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My Baby's Telling The Craziest Lie! (Or, "The Boy Who Cried Poop")
One afternoon a few weeks ago, Emmett announced, "Poop! Poop!" So I sat him on his , and lo and behold, he pooped.
A couple days later, he announced, "Poop! Poop!" again. So I sat him on his potty (which he doesn't particularly enjoy, by the way) and sang 20 or 30 incredibly enthusiastic rounds of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat" while trying to keep him from jumping up and walking away. 10 minutes later, I could sense we weren't going to get any action, so I diapered him up and we continued playing. No big deal.
Fast-forward a couple of weeks, and Emmett now repeatedly said "Poop! Poop!" every night—afterhe's bathed, lotioned, pajama-ed, and in his sleep sack, of course. One out of five times, he actually needs a diaper change. But the other four nights he's the Boy Who Cried Poop. He also does this at least once during the day, but it happens so frequently at night that the ceremonious late-night bum-sniffing has become part of our bedtime routine.
Anyone have any idea what's going on in my son's poop-obsessed mind?!
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