toddler anthem: everything comes down to poo!

For the last week or so, this song has been stuck in my head.  A coping strategy?  Perhaps.  We are making another push for potty training.  And suddenly it seems as if my life is consumed with poo.  Attempting to make it land in the potty.  Cleaning up messes when it doesn't happen.  Assessing its basic qualities.  Oh, if only I had known how much of parenting involves poo!  I had no idea.  If you're a parent, you know exactly what I'm talking about.  If you're not, consider yourself warned...