Warning-TMI to follow

Ok, I warned you:

I knew it was inevitable, pooping in the bathtub. I just was not expecting it tonight. He told me right when he did it. Luckily, we had already bathed and he was ready to get out. I took him to get some pajamas on and he started screaming that he had to pee!! I sat him on the toilet and he did not pee, he pooped. And I got a play-by-play. It was hilarious, everytime he would poop again, he would count it and say, there's another one Mama! He was so proud of himself. Brad was here so we went to tell him that he pooped in the potty. Brad asked him if it poked its head out like a turtle and Matthew was hopelessly confused.

(Yes, I cleaned it up with bleach!!!)