Friday, September 21, 2012
Car pool conversation...
It all started with an audible toot in the back seat. Normally, I wouldn't even call attention to it, except to point out that the culprit should say excuse me, but this morning, it sparked a little concern. Molly had refused to go to the bathroom before we left the house, and I was more than a little afraid of accidents on the way. Our conversation went something like this...
Me "Molly, did you toot?"
Molly "No...no mommy" (with a completely offended tone that is impossible to convey in writing)
Me "Colin, did you toot?"
Colin "No mommy...I think you tooted."
Me "You can't blame it on me guys, I know I didn't toot."
Colin "Yeah you did, you tooted." (giggles the entire time)
Me "Are you guys sure you didn't toot. Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
Colin "OK, I didn't toot...It was just my butt doing a trick."
Me (Completely uncontrolled laughter)
Colin "What's wrong mommy, why are you laughing?"
Me "Because that was hilarious little dude." (Continued laughter)
Colin "Well, I guess I tooted, but it is not nice to laugh Mommy"
Me "I suppose you are correct Colin, but I think I liked your first explanation better."