The Boy Who Cried Poop

On Sundays, Stormy goes to Nursery at church. He's gotten to the point where he is okay being there…once they pull out the snacks. But it's no secret that some days he just doesn't want to be there.

This past Sunday, he was clingy at first so I stayed in there and did a puzzle with him, but when they brought out snacks I was able to leave and my presence was not missed. An hour later, one of the nursery leaders brought him to Chewy and I and informed us that Stormy had said he had a poopy diaper (i.e. He said "poop" and tried to remove his clothes – since we are preparing for potty training it's good he is learning these things – I just prefer he didn't do it on public). However, he didn't have a poop, he figured out that when a kid has a stinky diaper they take that kid to their parents. So he used it to get out. Smart kid.