P-O-O-P... Poop!

What is it with a child's fascination with poop. We are currently potty training our two year old son Bear so dealing with potty issues are a daily occurrence in our home. Today while out shopping, Bear announced to the store (Gymboree), "Mommy, I got poop!" As we walked through the store to leave, he announced two more times, "I got poop!" We then walked two stores down to the bookstore so that we could change his pull up. On the way he continued to tell people... " Mommy, I got poop! Let's go change my butt." And through the bookstore, " I got poop!" Now let me be clear, I am not ignoring my child, I am in fact, after each announcement telling him calmly that we are headed to the bathroom so we can change his pull up. I am also smiling at all of the people staring at us as we walk through the stores and listening to Monkey laugh at the fact that his brother keeps talking about his poop. So what is it with poop? For those who know what Bear has gone through with his allergies in his short little life, know that poop has been a horrific ordeal. So it is somewhat understandable that he would be in a hurry to get rid of the poop, but do we really have to announce it to everyone?

Now I am an only child, I am obviously a girl, and I find no fascination with poop. I do my business, maybe read a magazine article or two while doing it, but I do and I'm done. I don't share what it was like, how big it was, how it clogged the toilet, what it was shaped like, etc. Now maybe this is a boy thing, like I said I am a girl so I have no idea, but in my house of boys, poops seem to be quite the fascinating subject. This may also be a family thing, again lets be clear NOT MY FAMILY THING, AN IN LAW THING! For instance, my husband is know throughout the family, both mine and his, for being the clogger of the toilets. Be warned if you have us over and a toilet ends up clogged, it was probably him. When we visit his parents it is some big joke... how many toilets will the hubby clog. And then when he inevitably clogs one, my nephews, husband, and father in law debate about who has the biggest shits. SERIOUSLY! I mean really, instead of having this gross conversation can they please shell out a few hundred dollars and install a 30 golf ball flusher like we did.