A Late Night Conversation

10:30pm – Trey has been in bed for an hour but refuses to fall asleep. I hear noises in the bathroom and find him standing on the stool by the toilet. He says he needs to poop so I put him on the toilet and leave the bathroom (he usually goes faster when there aren’t any distractions). A few minutes later I return and find that he hasn’t done anything.

William: Trey, where’s your poopoo?

Trey: It’s in my bottom.

William: Did you try to squeeze it out?

Trey: [grimaces & grunts, then shakes his head] No daddy, it’s stuck.