Musical genius. I must be one. It seems every time I sit at the keyboard and start typing, wind de breakage seems to abound from me. So much so, that whenever I do it and Zizzy hears it, she yells out “I heard that daddy”. And I’ll yell back, “it stinks too; come smell it”. And then she does. Just needed to share.
Youngest boy in the house yelled from the other room: “She smells like a sewer”. He was referring to his little sister, who had done her daily poopy and was hovering over him while he was playing a video game. I think that’s the funniest way to describe the stink that occurs when a toddler poops in their pants. Still laughing about it.
Ok, I admit, I laugh at farts. I’m a guy and most (real) guys do. When the 2 year old blasted one off this morning at the table while eating her cinnamon poptart, I couldn’t help but smile. It was a perfect combination of training panties, a hardwood chair, and a tight integration of her butt with the chair that resulted in a blast that probably threatened the structural integrity of the chair (not really, but it sounds cool). It was reminiscent of her daddy (me). They are so cute at this age.
Really, I swear, the dog did it. Seriously, check this out. A company actually made a product to stop the smell from a dog fart. Evidently, it didn’t sell very well.