TMI

If you're your a regular reader than you know that A likes to talk about his poop.  Its shape.  Its size. All of it is fair game.  I was in the kitchen, washing a dish when I heard

A:  Jess I went poop!

Me:  Are you finished?  Sometimes he will call me in to the bathroom before he is done and makes me stand there and wait. 

A:  Yeah,  I just went two rabbit poops.

Me:  What?!

A:  I just went two little rabbit poops.  That's what you call little poops...rabbit poops