Caleb has started to use a new tactic to get out of Sacrament Meeting. We have started to potty train him and so he uses that to get out of situations. He'll yell, "Poop is coming! Poop is coming!" Try to tell a three-year-old to stop yelling... he just gets louder and louder. So Clint or I take him to the bathroom and he then tells us, "Nothing is coming." We go through the whole routine, wash hands, dry hands, etc. When he's back in the chapel, he'll start yelling again, "Poop is coming!" He's such a stinker. Clint and I both know he's crying wolf, but we have to take him out just to make him be quiet. I'm sure the people sitting around us are just laughing, and laughing. It is pretty funny.
Caleb knows he's got us around his finger when it comes to this potty training thing. We rush him to the bathroom and now he's using it to his advantage. I just wish he wasn't so smart!
