Gotcha...when I picked her up out of her crib.
Last night she said: "what's wrong daddy?" clear as day.
Tay woke up crying a few nights ago and I attempted to have her sleep with us. She kept grabbing my hand while saying "gimme yar hand!" and placing it exactly where she wanted her back rubbed. (She'll do this to both of us when watching a movie or something, but usually on the side of her head. It's a very exact spot and will keep moving your hand til it's right.) Anyways, after awhile, Rob tried taking over and I barely close my eyes when I hear also clear as day "NO DADDY STOP!!!!" followed quickly by "Gimme yar hand MAMA!." I won't lie and say that I didn't like feeling wanted, but still a bit demanding for 4:30 AM. TMI warning for the next bit: I've been a bit gassy since I've been sick....to put it mildly. I proceed to rip the loudest fart in history and there is silence (of disbelief) in the room for a few seconds...then I hear a high- pitched..."scuse me!" to which Rob and I start laughing and directly follows a heart felt "AWWWW Man!" We totally lose it and are cracking up and quiety we hear Tayvin mumble "swiper no swiping." Gotta love that kid. She kills me, but she's growing up TOO fast!
Ha ha ha! This cracked me up. Personally, I love a good fart story, tee hee hee. Barry used to make this great fart sound that would make people look around in a room (or elevator, or grocery store etc). It sounded so real. LOL. It's the white trash in us, no? LOL.
ReplyDeleteHilarious! You aren't the only one that rips em... so don't feel bad... NOT that I'm admitting anything! :)
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