In Case I Didn’t Notice

Within the last couple of weeks my son has started making a very important announcement:  confirming with us that he did, in fact, just poot.  He’s a gassy fella, much like his dad and our 8-year old dog, and when he lets one go (usually at the dinner table) he calmly identifies his poot.  Not in a surprised “gasp, I pooted!” kind of way, but rather in a conversational tone as he goes along with whatever he’s doing.  “Poot” is all he says; no inflection, no giggle, no emotion.  Just “poot.”  If only my husband could be that grown up about it…

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