The Poop finally came and rested itself in the potty.
There was a tad bit of fight from BH and Grandma had to hold him down but we think only due to the fact that it was one of those hard, stubborn ones that hurt.
Later, a very tiny piece came and rested itself in his pants.
No fault of his, I think - like his Uncle MC, it was probably the result of a shart.
BH looked at it and exclaimed, "it's cute!".
Hm.
Oh and in the event inquiring minds wanted to know...yes, he did in fact, sing to his poop in the potty.
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