Getting out of Church (part 2)

SO in church on Sunday, sure enough, right during the sacrament Sadie starts saying “pooped, pooped, bum, bum” again and points to her bum and then the exit door. (this time I know for sure she didn’t poop because she pooped right before we left for church!). I told her she was fine, and that she didn’t poop. So she goes out into the isle where everyone can see her and starts grunting and groaning, and her face turns red like she’s trying to poop. She does this for a few seconds and then she must have tooted, because she looks up and grins and says “pooped!”. We again tell her she was okay. (and try our very best not to laugh hysterically). And of course that did not go over well, but she got over it quickly and she was good the rest of the meeting. She even fell asleep on my lap, which never happens!