All Dressed Up and No Place to Go

OK, so before I fix lunch I must share this with you. Now as I mentioned before, we love poop around here. (so i'm sure you know where this is headed) "B" and I were getting ready to go out and sleigh ride this morning. "C" was down for his nap so we were like lightning getting dressed. I'm ready and I'm zipping up "B"'s coat, put his gloves on and we have the back door open and..."B" goes mom, "my belly hurtin'...I have to poop". I said, "What?! We just got you all zipped up." I couldn't believe it. So as fast as I can, I jerk off the gloves, unzip his coat, rip it off, unsnap his snow bibs, try to get those down, pull his other pair of pants down, and get him all situated on his potty...all for him to sit there for 3 seconds and say "MOM, I DON'T HAVE TO POOP!" WHAT???? I'm thinking what do you mean you don't have to poop. He looks up at me with big puppy dog eyes and says, "My belly no hurtin' anymore". I just looked at him and said "ok". So we spent another 5 minutes trying to put him back together and out the door we went.