When you gotta go, you gotta go!

When we got home from school today, as usual, Georgia takes off running around the yard and forces me to run after her so we can all go inside. During this routine, Tripp yells to me that he has to go poo-poo. I told him to hold on just a second because I was trying to catch Georgia. Once I caught her, I turned around to see this...

... along with a nice large pile of poo next to our front entrance! Of course, a truck happened to pull up at the stop sign right in front of our house at that very moment. I was so embarrassed!!