Suddenly I felt a little pocket of air hit my stomach.
Silence.
"Um, Shaila? Did you just toot?"
Silence.
"Shaila? Was that a toot? It's ok - just wondering."
"Yes, MOMMY. It WAS. I toot a lot."
"Ok. When you are at school, do you toot?"
"OHHH. YEAH. All. the. time."
Well, good to know, I guess.
"Do you admit it?"
"Of course not, I just walk away really fast and don't say "excuse me."
She is SOOO my daughter.
XOXO,
Kiran
9 comments:
Smart girl!
Oh, sweetie, girls don't toot, they bubble! I always bleme it on the dogs since one is always underfoot. I may be an old broad, but I have my pride!
Smart girl! Very smart! Just like her mama!
That's what we professionals like to refer to as "crop dusting."
I'm so glad she's figured that out on her own.
You have a lot to be proud of!
Oh that so made me giggle! My niece often comes and sits on my lap just to pass gas. Got to love them!
cheers
Tracy
www.goodgirlgoneaverage.blogspot.com
Never let them see you sweat or hear you fart. She's a smart one. :)
; )
That's hilarious. Sounds just like mine. My husband blames me. He says they have my digestive system. Whatever that means.
Ha! I think she is in cahoots, or catoots, with my sister!
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