The Gas We Pass

I should have known... that Matthew is truly a product of me. I have been known to have some issues with errr, ummm, how should I say it, GAS. Yeah so in college my roommates called me Stinky (or Stinks...) Why oh why am I admitting this to you all? WHY?! How embarrassing. Did I really just open this up to people once again calling me stinks? I actually do not have as many issues as I once did. Not sure if it was some weird 20 something issue or pregnancy but I HAVE changed, dammit, I have!

I actually think I discovered the culprit. It was being on THE PILL. I was off THE PILL for lord know how long what with being pregnant and nursing for 20 million months and than I just decided not to take THE PILL until I saw Liz for my yearly exam which fell in May on the 31st. She gave me my prescription and I happily trundled off to Kroger to have it filled. I was on THE PILL for exactly three months before I quit. Yes, I quit THE PILL because I realized "holy shit this is what makes me gassy!" And I feel much better, no gas, VIOLA! Of course like all humans I emit gas still but not like the past gas - just the normal every day garden variety gas... SO just for the record I am no longer stinky thus the name does not apply, PLEAAAAAAAASE!

Where am I going with this??? ACK, so with that said, my son woke up this morning with his usual charm and came shrieking down the hall having not learned the subtle quietude that the morning should bring as of yet. He was happy this morning. He requested the pear I was going to take to work for lunch which I happily obliged him and some granola cereal with raisins of course. He was all giggly and chatty. As I cut up the remainder of the pear for his eating pleasure - he looked over at me, turned REALLY red (and I thought OH LORD PLEASE do not make me clean him up from a poopy pull-up) and he FARTED! Then he giggled uncontrollably and said "I TOOTED, Mommy!" I just laughed out loud because Kevin and I were recently discussing (not within with hearing range of Matthew) how funny farts used to seem to us as children. I know, I know the depths of our conversations are amazing, huh?

I was also quite proud of Matthew for calling it a 'toot' versus a 'fart'. I thought for sure we were doing to be stuck with the word 'fart' when Kevin's dear sister bought this book... which is actually really cute and I get to make obnoxious noises with my mouth that Matthew imitates and it is really rather amusing - also this book lives in our bathroom which for some reason amuses me to no end... but COME ON people I am trying to teach this boy manners, manners you hear me!??!?

Also, for some odd reason I take issue with the word FART these days even though that is what I have call the emission of gas from one's body for most of my life, till now. Like toot will make it smell less? Who knows...

The depth my story telling astounds me. Ah, yeah so here's to FRIDAY!

"Like bubbles in a jacuzzi..."

My sister in law gave Matthew a book called Farley Farts. It is quite humorous (as many children's books are the first time you read them - I have read the book about 50 gazillion times now... NOT so funny.) Ah well, at least Matthew likes to read, right? Rigggggggght. Matthew actually likes to have this particular book read to him 4-5 times in a row... TEDIOUS. And apparently he is learning from the book. There is part in this book where Frieda, Farley's sister, likes when Farley farts in the pond because it is like bubbles in a jacuzzi...

SO the other night Matthew was sitting in the tub and he made bubbles... not with his mouth.

Have a nice Thursday!