Isaac has been sitting on the potty for 30 minutes but is insisting he needs to poo again. Since he sat, he's peed twice, we read Zen Shorts ("Zen Panda Shorts"), I fell asleep for a few minutes in the hall floor, and woke up to hear him challenging himself: "Want to sing ABC's reeeeeaallly faster?"

I'm being paged...

I just came back from a great conversation with the little man, which I will transcribe as he continues to sit on the potty.

Isaac: Do you want to poo poo on theeeeeeh door?
Me: Noooooo!

Isaac: Do you want to poo poo on theeeeeeh door?
Me: Noooooo!

Isaac: Do you want to poo poo on theeeeeeh door?
Me: Noooooo!

Isaac: Do you want to poo poo on theeeeeeh door?
Me: Noooooo!

Isaac: Do you want to poo poo on theeeeeeh door?
Me: Noooooo!

Isaac: Can mama say do you want to poo poo on the door?
Me (getting grossed out finally): No.

Isaac: Can mama say do you want to poo poo on the door?
Me (wondering if I should give in just to keep it from being a big deal): No.

Isaac: Can mama say do you want to poo poo on the door?
Me (giving in): Do you want to poo poo on the door?

Isaac: Noooo. Can mama say it again?
Me (grossed out after all): No.

Isaac: We don't eat poo poo!
Me (aha! something we agree on): No, we don't.

Isaac: We don't eat mama.
Me (what??): No, we don't!

Isaac: Mama's too big.
Me (well, there's some logic...): laughing, That's right!

Isaac: If we eat mama, she will stick out of your mouth.
Me (true that!): That's right! laughing and kissing that silly kid.