is foo-fooing (a.k.a. pooting, tooting, stepping on frogs, etc.) on command.
My redhead however, (who is not yet 2) DOES possess this talent.
Mr. Baseball asked him to "poot" tonight and out popped one. The question was asked again...out popped yet another. I walked into the living room and asked him to "poot" (partly because I didn't believe this nonsense), and out squeaked another air biscuit. My jaw hit the floor.
The redhead's father couldn't be more pleased.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
a talent i do not possess, nor do i want to...
Posted by Caroline at 12:00 AM
Labels: a good laugh, the redhead
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Oh yes...a good laugh I did have. You gotta love the testosterone flying through that boy. Hats off to him (and the proud papa)!
America's Got Talent---I think we've found your next winner :)!
Lucky, lucky you!
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Ah, he is his father's pride and joy!
LOVE the Billy Joel by the way...
If you can't beat em, join em!
OMG!! I must say I suspected this would happen eventually! Look at his father! He poots more than anyone I've ever met!!!!
It's definitely a boy thing! Men too, I don't think they ever outgrow it.
You may have already guessed this but....
It's A Boy!
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Check it out!!
Now I have to do a contest!
Awesome!
The hills are alive with the sound of "fooing".
There is no greater joy for a dad. My husband would regale with yours. I can hear the simultaneous sighs now. Haaahhh! Smile:) (that always follows)
Now I think I've been around for some of yours! Though I cannot believe that Wesley can poot on command like that!
Thanks for helping me last night. My blog page is safe and sound now.
rolling!!
yeah redhead!!!
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