He's a big kid and his poops are like wise in size and on more than one occasion my husband and I have called them "Man poops" in front of him exclaiming "Oh Boy S, what a man poop you have" or "S had a very large man poop" and such phrases like that.
So it started a couple nights ago when he walked out and said he had a poop in his pants and I went about cleaning him up when he said "Oh momma I have a big man poop and it needs a hat!" Just to make sure I heard correctly I asked "Your poop needs a hat?" S rubbed his eyes and said "yes, a hat momma" All I could think to say was. "Well I don't have one so lets just put him in the toilet and say goodbye to our man poop" (We use cloth diapers). I tucked him into bed again and my husband and I had a good laugh about it.
A couple nights later he woke again with a dirty diaper but this time he said "Momma it's a boy poop and it needs a shirt!" My response to this was "S, why are we dressing your poops?" No answer. Blank stare. Like I'm the crazy one.
Okay, maybe I am. I'm trying to use this to my advantage so I've told him that if he manages at night to make it to the potty and put his Man and Boy poos in the toilet I will make a shirt and hat for them. I totally will (I totally did). I have already started plans to cut out a t-shirt and hat from a dried flushable wipe so we can throw them down the toilet with the poo.
Yes potty training has made me crazy, I'm willing to make clothing and accessories for the excrement. Whatever it takes. Below styling of "Mr. Hanky Poo" For everyday casual- graphic T featuring Mr. Messy and a fedora hat and for those once in awhile formal nights- a tuxedo and top hat. Yes, we are all stocked up on crazy.