18 February 2009

I warned him, but he didn't listen

"I smell a bad smell."

"Oh. I farted, sorry."

"Why did you have to make it go in my NOSE? MY NOSE? It SMELLS MOM."

"Check it out. If you would physically detach yourself from me for even five seconds, maybe I'd make other arrangements, but I've been holding you for two straight hours. I didn't really have a choice."

"Doesn't mean you should STINK on me. Not fair."

"Oh it's fair alright. You made me hold you while I peed. You're not an infant. I should be done with that nonsense. Whiner."

"Stinky gross-o!"

"Touche."

13 comments:

  1. Uh-oh, you've got a live one on your hands there! This convo cracked me up. Guess your sense of humor is genetic! He's hilarious! Won't it be nice when we can once again pee by ourselves? Maybe even with the door closed. Ah, how I miss life's underrated luxuries...

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  2. Hehehehe! He so deserves to be farted on ;)

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  3. Bwahahahaha

    watch out ...now you know what he's gonna do the next time you are holding him!

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  4. LOL.....I'm sensing a new weapon in the 'sticky-child' fight.

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  5. I love the folks who are breast feeding kids old enough to offer up good counter-arguments for the continuation of the process as opposed to, let's say, a sippy cup. ~Mary

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  6. LOL, laughing my ass off..no pun intended.
    BTW, got an award for U.

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  7. That is freakin' hilarious. Not fair indeed! ha ha

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  8. and so, the Stinkbomb Wars begin.

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  9. You could have really confused the kid, and said "Oh yeah, I smell it to, did you fart?"

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  10. Okay, I loved this post so much I blogged about it in my new feature "Field Trip Fridays". Keep the funny stuff coming (even if it's disturbing to hear tidbits about your mom having sex with your underage mom, ROFL!)

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  11. Great post - and hilarious comments! Stink bomb wars? The solution to the clingy child? Gotta love the blogosphere!

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