Tuesday, December 31, 2019

Sniff, Sniff

In our house we say butt burp instead of fart. When Grace was little, one day she said, my butt just burped, and we've used that term ever since. Fast forward to Finnley, every time she passes gas she says, because I just butt burped. She owns it. Today she sat next to me and said 'because I just butt burped.' Then she got up and said, 'I smell it! People say you can't smell your own stink but I can smell mine.' 
She was very happy about that. Maybe a little too happy. 

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