So...earlier I mentioned that my darling five year old boy, Boogie, is very literal in his vocabulary and what he hears. Apparently, the smarts stop there!
Boogie came home from school today and as we sat to get started on homework, I noticed a fowl smell. His darling 2.5 year old sister is working on the whole using the potty thing and loves to use the bathroom when we are out in public, or when someone else has to go. Other than that, it's a crap shoot. She pees on the potty, the couch, the floor, wherever she feels the need??? So naturally I assumed she had had an accident (read: intentional, "mommy has nothing better to do than to clean my butt and shorts" moment). I said: "Something smells like poop." (look at daughter) 5 year old son says "Yeah, it's me." and the rest of the conversation goes like this...
son: "I pooped in my pants."
son (and I swear this is the truth): Well, I got up this morning, came downstairs, had breakfast, got dressed, went upstairs and brushed my teeth, got my coat and backpack on, went to the bus stop, got on the bus, got to school and waited outside class, got into class and unloaded my backpack and took off my coat, sat at my table and did my seat work (20 minutes), we then went to the carpet for carpet time (another 20 minutes) and the went to centers, I did my first center (15-20 minutes) and went to my second center with Ms. Langley (teacher's aide) and that's when it happened."
me: "So you have had poop in your pants since before lunch?"
son: "I was afraid"
me: "Afraid of what?"
son: "missing some"
me: "So rather than pooping in the bathroom and "missing some" while wiping, you would rather miss it all and poop in your pants?"
me: "that's not good"
me: "for so many reasons, namely you smell, did other kids tell you you smell?"
son: "actually, they said something smelled"
me: "what did you say?"
son: "I told them it wasn't me"
son: "they believed me."
I wish I could say that this was the first conversation we had about this...but I can not.