TALES OF THE POTTY

We went out to dinner last night and then to run some errands. While at dinner, Tobin had to use the potty. So I took him in, and they had a wall urinal and a pot. The urinal was short enough for him, so I made sure he was all set, and let him pee. When he was done, he turned around and began to sit his bum on the urinal.
"What are you doing?!" I asked as I grabbed him away just in time.
"I have poop too."
So i got him arranged on the potty and he did his business.

Fast forward about 45 minutes

We're now at Target doing some shopping when Kristen brings Tobin over to me and tells me he needs to go to the bathroom again.
"Again?"
So he and I fast-walk it over to the family restroom. When we get in there, he immediately starts taking off his pants and shoes. See, when he's seriously gotta go number 2, he straddles the potty, facing the tank. It works pretty well for little ones - they can't fall in, and everything gets where it's supposed to be going.
Anyway, I pick him up and help him, so he's not walking on the floor in his stocking feet. His pants are stuck on one foot, and he's trying to shake them free. I'm trying to help get them off, while simultaneously keeping his pants from being shaken off and into the toilet bowl.
Just as we get them off, I begin to lower him down toward the pot. A giant ripple echoes off the tile walls.
"Sorry daddy. Got poop on you."
"It's ok pal. You didn't get anything on me. Just do your thing."
So I'm at the sink minding my business while he attends to his. Suddenly, the longest, loudest, most raucous emission of air and whatever else grabs my attention. It's impressive, and honestly, a bit funny. I wasn't the only one with this sentiment, as Tobin began giggling almost uncontrollably at the sounds he was making. I think it was funnier laughing at his enjoyment of the situation than the sound itself.