Reverse Flatulence?

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Jabin pulled over the antique white metal stool to within a foot of the stove top and climbed up on it.

"I'm going to watch you make the food," he said, settling his rump down and swinging his legs.

"Okay," I said, then continued chopping tomatoes for tonight's pasta salad.

"I'm going to sit wight heah," he pointed out.

"Alright." My eyes stayed on the sharp knife and Romas.

Suddenly, I heard a pretty significant belch erupt from his little mouth. I glanced at him as he broke into a fit of hilarity (as little boys do at that sort of thing.)

"My mouf fahted!" he exclaimed.

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  1. Know what's even funnier than mouf fahts?

    Bum burps, a'course.

  2. Tee hee hee! What a funny little cherib you have! He looks so sweet and innocent in the picture, you'd never guess he'd just had a mouf faht! (Perhaps that's why the big smile?!)

  3. Vicki - You know, I think that those have come up before, too!

    Dawn - I'm POSITIVE that's why he was grinning like a Cheshire Cat! What a little stinker he is! (No pun intended!)

  4. Seriously, I loved that video they feel like family.I wish I could be there.
    Loved, loved it! Thanks for the link. love you too.


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