Bill: Zoë pooped on the potty by herself today.

Me: Really?

Bill: Yeah she was hiding and I suggested she go on the potty and and she just kept yelling at me “don’t bother me.”

Me:  So then she came to get you?

Bill:  She walked out naked from the bathroom and I asked her where her pull-up was and she said she threw it away and went on the potty.

Me:  Good.

Bill:  I didn’t actually see her do it though. (a bit hesitant and skeptical maybe)

Me: Did you look in the trash can to see if her pull-up was full of crap?

Bill:  Yeah and it wasn’t.  I guess it could have fallen out somewhere on the floor when she took her pull-up off.  I didn’t really look around.

So, there could be a random pile of crap somewhere in the house.  I do highly doubt it, as Zoë is really good about telling on herself.  Looks like we might be getting closer to the whole no more pull-up thing.