Hayden has reached that age where everything is about poop.
He celebrates doing a poop by telling everyone. A couple of times of late we’ve been ate reasonably nice restaurant and he will run from the toilet back to the table shouting about how big his poop was! Sometimes that is just Layla and Mum (lucky me gets to hang out with him.. “I want daddy to help me do a poop”. It’s part of the downside of being number one in Hayden’s world!) other times there are many tables or waiters near by to hear his over graphic details!
A few nights back when we were singing bedtime songs when we got to wheels on the bus we mixed it up like usual and had various different people on the bus (grandpa, grandma, auntie chelle, dusty and robby)… His five different versus were. Grandpa on the bus said give me more poop, grandma on the bus said go do a poop, auntie chelle said I like poopy, dusty said I did a poop in the potty, robby said poopy poop poopy”… I think you get the idea!
We blame it all on grandpa for the record!