Eli and I are both looking at something online while Eliot plays with some toys on the floor behind us. At the sound of grunting, we both turn to look at him and see him holding his breath and his face turning red.
Eli: "WHY DOES THIS CHILD POOP SO MUCH????"
Rachel: "Because we keep feeding him. And it's your turn, by the way."
Eli: "I gave him a bath!"
Rachel: "That doesn't count. I changed two poopy diapers today already. How many have you changed?"
Eli, hanging his head in defeat: "One."
Rachel: "You're up."
Eli, scooping Mr. Poopy Pants up in his arms: "Fine, but you have to put him to bed."
Rachel: "Yep." :-)