Daily Dose of Mama: The Magic Beans

Sunday, January 31, 2010

The Magic Beans

Today Little Bug and I were laying together, and he farted. He looked right at me and laughed.

With two little boys and an Appa to outnumber me, I have a feeling that won't be the last time a fart is funny in my house.

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KrisJanuary 31, 2010 at 1:07 PM
Oh my, here comes the potty humor. There's no turning back. Hee, hee. Why are toots so funny?
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Katie W.January 31, 2010 at 2:47 PM
Oh just wait, the bigger they get the funnier the farts. Wilson is at a stage now where he is always trying to blame someone else for his farts - Opal is his favorite scapegoat.
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kellyJanuary 31, 2010 at 9:17 PM
Yes, this is where being out-numbered by boys might be a little bit annoying .... perhaps there is a daughter in your future, too?
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Annie BJanuary 31, 2010 at 9:50 PM
I wouldn't write the daughter off for the farts. The difference between boys and girls is that the girls grow out of the fart humor, and the boys, well...
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