
In our house, the morning routine is pretty regimented. We have a lot to do before we go so that everyone (including mum) gets to school on time.
Today Shaun was taking a bit too long to get his uniform for school on and he asked me for some help.
"Sure, come over here" I said.
Shaun arrived with his pile of clothes and an ungodly smell surrounding him.
"Did you fart mate?" I asked.
"Yea" he said, "Hands Up if you LOVE it!"
Then he fell on the floor and nearly wet himself laughing
And then he took a big WHIFF.....quite pleased with himself!
All morning I wondered "where does he get this stuff??" He's only 5.
Then FINALLY it dawned on me! Uncle Rick and Uncle Jim used to come out of the bathroom most proud of the smell they had created, and encouraged me to go have a smell for myself...(um..no thanks).
We might live 1/2 way around the world...but the Laverty genes have definitely followed us! There's no escaping genetics!
Hugs,
Sandy
Sandy
3 comments:
Sadly, he's still proud.
Sigh...
HAHAHAHAHahahahahhahahhahahahhahahahahhahahahhahahhahha
i'm sure he is...they'd come out of the bathroom at mommom's house in Seaford and call them their 'gourmet farts'..said they could tell what they'd eaten by the smell of them.
gross! lol
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