If you know me in real life, you know that I do not like to discuss bodily functions. Bodily functions are super gross to me. I'm not very intimate with many people, so this is not something I talk about with most. I don't even talk about it with Clif much. It just 'ewws' me out.
But, I have to write this down...so why not share it with all of you...luckily, it's not about me.
If you know my husband in real life, you know that he is a bit...gassy. Some of you, that really know my husband, are laughing hysterically at this since gassy is a very nice way of saying it.
Clif could win awards for his gassiness.
Anyway, last week Clif, Freddie, and I are sitting at the table. We had just finished dinner and I cleaned up and then gave Freddie a lollipop for dessert. We are watching Freddie with his treat and all is quiet until I hear the oh familiar sound of Clif's rear end on a wooden chair.
I give him my typical disgusted look and Freddie says "What dat noisy-noisy?"
Clif and I laughed, which made him laugh.
Next thing we know, all is quiet again and Freddie is straining until we hear a little "POP" and he laughs hysterically.
Then again, strain, "POP," laugh.
"Freddie," I ask "did you just toot?"
"Yeah, me toot!"
Clif lost it. He laughed so hard he had tears running out of his eyes.
Great Clif...great. Awesome example for our 2 year old. Heaven help me when he's old enough to compete with his father. I may have to get my own apartment.
