He says, "Okay."
But then he kind of mutters to himself, "I gonna go poo-poo in the baf."
Me: "Charlie, what did you just say? Did you say you're gonna poop in the bath?"
Charlie, very serious: "Yeah."
Me: "No, that's not okay. If you are in the bath and you need to go poo-poo, you just say, 'Mommy, I need to go poo-poo.' And then I will take you out of the tub and put you on the potty and you can go poo-poo in the potty."
Charlie, nodding: "Okay, mommy."
Fast-forward to about 10 minutes ago. Charlie's in the tub. I'm cleaning the kitchen. From the bathroom, what do I hear? "Oh, that's my poo-poo." Sure enough, there is a very large poo-poo floating behind him in the tub. Argh! And it was premeditated!!!
Someone tell me what to do! I really can handle this whole parenting thing just fine for my first time, but I am baffled by this. It's like he saves up the poo for bath times. I'm getting so tired of fishing poo-poos out of the tub - so disgusting! What do I do???