Yet another poop story.

In the last couple of weeks, Izzy has started having regular, near-adult sized, ummmm....bowel movements. We've both just been amazed, because, well, poop is a fascinating topic when you have kids.

So this morning after Izzy went to the bathroom, he ran in the hallway and hollered for me to come and wipe his butt.

"Get back in the bathroom, poopy-butt!," I said as I walked in there. Then as I unrolled the toilet paper I glanced in the toilet.

"Wow!," I said, "That's a lot of poop!"

Izzy, in typical male form, smiled and said, "Thanks!"