Today at lunch I was telling mom that I had cleaned out the empty chicken hut for the arrival of our new chicks Thursday. I told her that I had dumped all of the "hay and poop" under the trees out by the garden.
"Did you mommy? Did you really poop?" asked T.S.
To which I replied, "No, I dumped the hay and poop by the trees."
"Oh, you just pretended to poop," was his response.
For those of you that don't know, it was a goal of his at the first of the summer to take care of all of his bathroom business outside. After two unsuccessful attempts at "poop," he thankfully abandoned that dream.