December 2008
Liam: "I have a hole in my underwear I'm wearing now!"
Mommy: "Really? That's fine. Throw it in the trash when you go to bath tonight."
Later that night, Liam was in the bath.
Liam: "Wanna see the hole in my underwear??"
Mommy: "Alright." Pulled out the underwear from his pant. "Wow, the hole is on the back of your underwear. You must have farted big and made this hole!"
Liam: Giggles! Thinking... "No, I think a small fart made this hole."
Mommy: "A small one? How is that possible? You have to fart loud - make a big blast to make that hole!"
Liam: "You know, loud farts doesn't smell and the small ones stinks."
Mommy: "Most of the time, yes."
Liam: "My small fart stank so bad and the acid from it ate the underwear!"
Whoa! What a thought!
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Recording Liam's fertile effervescent mind/scintillating personality.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
His mind is on the run all the time, physically too. Hence the word, whoosh.
Also, sometimes because I am overwhelmed.
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