Sing "Poopy Song"

Ugh, Charlotte’s daddy must have songs for everything. He is constantly making up these little ditties that are a part of his time with her.

So, Charlotte is sitting on the potty attempting (re-attempting) her first poopy and she says “Sing the Poopy Song”. Well, spur of the moment I sing:

Come out little poopy, come out.
Come out little poopy, comt out.
Come out of Charlotte’s tushy right now.

All this in the gentlest voice a mother could have as to not scare my little one from her pursuit of poopy.

David: stop being Rogers and Hamerstein and writing the soundtrack to a two-year-old’s life!!!!