I am grateful for these types of conversations and you are grateful I don't document them with visuals.
Just now, Caroline called me into the bathroom.
C- Mom, look at this poop heart!
Me - What?
C - Come look at this poop heart. I pooped and it looked like a heart. My body knows I like hearts.
And behold, there was a poop in the toilet that was the perfect shape of a heart (the shape, not the organ).
Then the other day.
C- Mom, pooping makes my legs so tired.
She had been sitting on the toilet for a bit of time and her legs had fallen asleep.