Friday, April 23, 2010

rootin’ tootin’ time

So I don’t think Grant GETS what happens with gas.  He walks around ripping farts (we call them toots) all over the place and has no reaction to them other than acting slightly annoyed when I ask him to say “excuse me”.  Whatev. I assume all the fart jokes will come as soon as he’s in school right?  For now I just don’t really laugh or react and just ask him to say excuse me.  It occurred to me that he really had no idea what was going on when he let one rip the other day.  Grant was in the living room and Henry was in the kitchen.  Grant then came into the kitchen with a look of disgust on his face and told me I needed to change Henry’s diaper because he could smell it.  Henry sat there innocently eating while being falsely accused.  No amount of explaining could convince Grant that something that wretched could have come from HIS bottom.  This may be a lesson his dad has to teach him.  I’m not volunteering. 

-misty

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