We were just playing with you before bed. Mom had you on her lap, and I was filming you and watching your facial expressions. Then this happened:
Mom: I can’t tell. Is he tired?
Me: I don’t know. He hasn’t slept as much today. (You start making really weird faces at mom.)
*silence fills the room.*
Pssssshhhhfttyyyyybuuuuuurrrrreeeetttyyyssssss. (GIANT squishy wet sounding poop inside diaper on moms lap.)
We both started cracking up.
Both: Guess he had to poop.