So the other night, Chase, Cory and I were snuggling in our
bed before we tucked Chase into his own bed for the night. Our baby started kicking and Chase put his
hand on my stomach to feel the gigantic kicks.
Chase feels one kick, giggles and says, “Our baby likes to stay in there
(meaning my stomach).” He then
continues, “I wanted to stay in your stomach for a long time too. They had to suck me out. It’s because I was so warm in there, and I
know Dad farts out here.”
Isn’t it funny how you think for one second that you are
having a sentimental moment with your child and then in the next second they goes
all adolescent on you?
On a side note:
This is something I thought I would never say, but yet
again, as a parent you can never say never (about anything):
“Chase, it’s time to brush your teeth and wash the lipstick
off of your lips before bed.”
Any who, Happy Halloween Folks!
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