Well, I said that was it, but then tonight’s real post promptly wrote itself when I went into the kitchen just now.
Lea started a grocery list. A child who lives here added to it.
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You say they are only little once, but you can hope they never grow out of that! Ha ha. I laughed, hard, when I saw it. It would have been even funnier if she’d seen it the first time when pulling it out at the store.
[puts hands to mouth and blows raspberries]
What is it about little boys and butts/farting/burping/etc? None of them are immune to the hilarity of inappropriateness. Goofballs. And I’m with Saintseester on this one, I know I would have about died laughing if I’d run across that for the first time while out shopping.
I am delighted to report that Lea and I have always fostered a home environment in which burps and farts are funny. Apart from at the table or with company, I don’t see a lick of sense in being uptight about that when you’re at home with your guard down. It is funny. Let ‘er rip.
Hey, Bo, pull my finger!