So, I get home from the gym this morning and my husband is cracking up. Apparently he let our son run around without a diaper on this morning and he made a little poop on the floor. My husband picked it up in front of Luke, put it in the potty and told him that that was where he needed to put his poo-poo.
Fast forward to 15 minutes later and my husband finds an abandoned diaper on the floor. He begins the search for the boy and finds him in the bathroom...covered in poop. I guess he knew where his poop needed to go...but wasn't sure how to get it there. So, he was pooping in his hand and then putting it in the potty!
We've got to be careful what we say to this kid! :)