Poop-dough or Play-poop?

So, I made brownies from scratch today.  A wonderful feat - especially with toddlers.  They ended up being pretty good too.  Would you like the recipe?  Ohhhh, you want to hear about poop-dough or play poop?  Not about my from scratch brownies???

Lets see.  Well it all started with Woodson wanting to pee in the potty.  Yes - he does this frequently, but not enough to actually potty train.  So I let him do it right after lunch.  Not sure if you have ever heard the expression $*@t or get off the pot...but W takes forever.  A typical man in this sense.  So I left him there to clean up the kitchen.  While I am cleaning, I hear quiet.  Hummmm.  So I turn off the water and listen.  I hear MA go, "that's poop!".  I assume (incorrectly) they are in the bathroom discussing the business Woodson has just done.  I am proud he has done this in the potty.

I hear more quiet.  Then uncontrollable laughter.  I RUN to find them.  NO ONE IS IN THE BATHROOM.  Oh Gosh!  They are in the playroom.  I see something brown flying through the air.  I look down.  MA's pants are off and so are her undies.  Little pieces of poo are everywhere.  The poop lands and I realize they have been playing with the poop like a toy.  It is everywhere.  Inner monologue:  No, this is not happening.  YES, MORGAN this is happening.  You better stop it before it gets worse. 

I get them to the bathroom to try to figure out who exactly the culprit is...still not sure.  They both had "leftovers".  I will leave that one to the imagination. 

We clean up and go for nap-time so that mom can clean the playroom and disinfect.  Oh the joys of parenthood.  After that one, I deserved a nap too.  So I took one.

And then we made brownies.  I guess the brownies should not have been appetizing after that, but they were.  And they were quite delicious too.