Sometimes I ask myself questions about the boys. Serious questions like, "Why do they stick their feet in my face for no reason in the middle of an otherwise 'no-foot needed' moment?" Or, "What makes them laugh after they burp?"
Then today I saw a possible reason why.......their father. As some of you know M is home from work this week on leave. So he is down here playing with the kids while I am doing the budget and computer banking. I glance over and see M, for no apparent reason, throw a pair of E's stinky socks onto his arm while he's playing trains. I had at that moment an ah-hah! moment. It's hereditary!!!!!
Sadly I find that as time goes by I find conversations between like the following between E and M amusing.
E: Daddy you're a stinky butt.
M: You have a stinky butt?
E: NO!!!! You are a stinky butt.
M: Well why didn't you say your butt was stinky?
E: My butt isn't stinky. You are a stinky butt!!!
M: It's o.k. to have a stinky butt E. I will go get you a diaper and some wipes.
E: NNNNOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH
M: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
My sympathy to M's mother.
Hahahahahaha
Hahahahahaha
