Musings by a bemused mother who's still trying to figure out the playbook.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
The beginning of the era of potty humor?
Or at least gas-related comedy. This morning, I heard A laughing in the bathroom. I asked what was so funny and she giggled, "I farted and it scared the kitten so he ran away."
Why did I assume that potty humor was the domain of the XYers? Whatever; I laughed, too.
I'm 37. I'm a full-time mom to a precocious four-year-old. I've been a full-time wife to T for nearly 11 years. I'm a full-time editor/writer/fire-putter-outter at a state university in Virginia. I'm a lifetime fan of Gator football and really hate off-season, save for the antics of one Lane Kiffin. And I'm trudging forward one day at a time. So really, no different from the rest of humanity, right?
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