Life on the Poop Deck

Bobo has entered a phase in which everything , absolutely everything, can be related to bodily excrement. He makes daily requests for pee to pour on his cereal or a poop sandwich for lunch. He'll happily engage in conversation about animals and if they have big poops or little poops. Yesterday he asked what the word talented meant. That look of understanding came and he said, "Oh, you mean like I'm really good at pooping and peeing at the same time." This, by the way, is an activity he's decided is a practiced skill and is quite pleased with himself every time he does it. He tells strangers. He told his nana on the phone. There isn't a neighbor around that doesn't know of my son's considerable talent. His deep satisfaction with the most basic of activities has led me to wonder...what can I include in my list of talents? The ability to sit for long periods of time? Having a sneeze that can shake a house, and not being ashamed of it? Definitely being able to engage in a serious conversation with a four-year-old about poop and pee. Ah yes, that is my considerable talent.