Pull My Finger

Wait for it, wait for it. That is what my 6 year-old said tonight at the dinner table. Wait for what? Pbtpbtpbtpbtpbt. OK. I get it. Ha ha ha. What is normally SO not funny was pretty hysterical coming from this little body with his toothless grin. Why is it that the male species is so obsessed with bodily functions?

Here's the middle neanderthal's favorite new ditty . . . "What time is it? It's fartin' time. What time is it? It's fartin' time."

Here's mine . . . "What time is it? It's spankin' time. What time is it? It's spankin' time."