Enlightening conversaton with a 2 (almost 3) year old

Kaitlyn: Mommy I gotta poooop
Mommy: Ok, then go
Kaitlyn: Not like daycare I pooped in my diaper
Mommy: No, we don't wanna poop in our pants, only on the toilet like a big girl
Kaitlyn: At day care I went in my paaaants. It was on my shirt, it was icky.
Mommy: I remember that, it was a couple of months ago. You had a big mess didn't you?
Kaitlyn: Yeaaa....it was on my pants. It was on my tummy, it was on my elbows....
Mommy: *Rubs eyes because they are watering trying so hard not to laugh*
Kaitlyn: Mommy are your eyes scratchy?!
Mommy: Yes they are itchy.
Kaitlyn: *Reaching to her behind* My butt is scratchy. We're scratchy together!
Mommy: You're itchy, too?
Kaitlyn: Yah, I need a doctow (doctor) because my butt is scratchy.
Mommy: I dont think the doctor can do anything about your itching honey.
Kaitlyn: Awwww why not?
Mommy: Honey it really is time to go to bed...

and on for a couple more minutes.

This was a very intense, serious conversation that took place while Kaitlyn was, of course, sitting on the toilet.