Saturday, April 26, 2008

Knights in shining armor in training? Uh, maybe not.

Last night Big Dog was standing in the living room with his hand shoved down the back of his pants. When I asked him to please take his hand out of his pants, he replies with a big fart, then says in his wise old man voice, "But mommy, I wanted to cover the fart."
In classic mom style, I gave him a stern look before cracking up and completely losing my composure.
This kind of charming exchange is becoming more and more common. I try to be the good mom and try to train them in proper social skills, but honestly, I'm amused. My not-so-covert chuckles are probably ensuring they will be socially inappropriate and ready for a frat by they time they are 7.

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