So, after some time off, I can say that today I can remember some.
I did not witness my son pull his pants down and poop, standing up, in the backyard.
I then did not call for my dad to help me with this situation, in which Z's dog did not try to eat Z's poop.
I then did not treat his poop like the dog poop and scoop it into the pooper scooper and toss it like I do every day!
No that is just unsanitary and it is so much easier to take it into the house and flush it down the toilet! That is exactly what I do!