A Tale Of Tooting
It always strikes me how much of a boy the Boy is. He likes to break things, and hit things, pee standing up, and thinks flatulence is the height of comedy.
The other morning after his bath, I was patting his little naked tushie and saying something like, "Mummy just wuvs your inky-dinky wittle bummy bum," when he let one rip. On purpose. Right on my hand. He laughed and laughed and laughed.
And, just the day before that, I poked his belly button and he tooted. On purpose. And laughed and laughed.
Why do guys find tooting so funny?
posted by Desperate Housewife at
8:16 AM
6 Comments:
"Mummy just wuvs your inky-dinky wittle bummy bum,"
I think that just gave me Diabetes.
I could say something about your inky-dinky tushie, Peter.
as long as you keep it about the "inky-dinky" tushie.
It's definitely a guy thing. I think the "3rd grade humor" lasts from toodlerhood to who knows when! Cute pic!!
lol!
Should be fun when he's older! hahaha
If I had a nickle for every time I've be asked to pull someone's finger in this house, I'd be rich.
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