If Seabass is telling the truth, he hasn’t pooped in about four months. Lucky for him, I don’t trust a word he says when it comes to his own bowel movements.
It goes like this: he’s playing or eating or dancing or whatever toddlers do all day, and he suddenly announces “NO POOP.” I have learned by trial and error that this means he is, in fact, pooping. Like, right then and there.
I don’t know how this blatant lying became de rigeur at our house, but it really hit its zenith this week when Seabass stopped playing with his tractors and grunted – literally, grunted – “NO [strain] POOP. [strain] NO POOP, MAMA.”
Liar, liar, pants en fuego.
I am Jaime, wife to Jacob. We are the smitten, stupefied, sometimes scared silly parents of a precious boy nicknamed Seabass and a darling girl nicknamed Sweet Chuck.
Higher Highs, Lower Lows 
I learned that what tots call poop is just a repeat of what you say every time you change his poopy diapers. In fact I think I’ve heard his father say “no poop” to him while changing him. When we figured out that we always said “yuk” to Jake while changing him as a baby, all of a sudden potty training became easy.
Literally laughing out loud! I have observed similar avoidance of the truth in my nephew & I think it is because they think it shows weakness. I do too for that matter, I always mention it in job interviews or on dates…”oh, by the way, I don’t poop”!
O’ the joys of motherhood. My grand daughter who is now almost 4, tells me it is time for prune juice or miralax as she is sitting on the potty.
Lol. Well at least you always know when he’s “not” pooping.
Here’s another thought. Maybe Seabass is saying “KNOW poop”. As in “I know poop when I see it.”