August 10, 2007

Smell My...

The conversation started yesterday morning with Tater walking up to me in the kitchen and saying...

Tater: Smell my pe-nis Mom.. (snickering)

Mom: NO WAY... it'll smell like pee... go away.

Tater: Smell my butt Mom... (laughing out loud)

Mom: NO WAY... I bet you'll fart! Now go away!

Tater: hahahaha... (and he walks away)

This has got to be a male thing.

Posted by vw bug at August 10, 2007 03:15 PM | TrackBack

You're going to have such wonderful conversations with his teacher when he starts school.

Posted by: sticks at August 10, 2007 03:53 PM

Don't worry, soon he'll learn to get you to smell one of those just by walking by you...

Posted by: Ogre at August 10, 2007 04:31 PM

Gotta be a guy thing! Fortunately he should grow out of it by the time he's 40... LOL!

Posted by: pam at August 10, 2007 05:34 PM

Those were easy!
You know what butts and pen-ises are gonna smell like.

It's when they hit you with a "Smell my hand," or "Smell my hair," that you have to be extra careful.

Posted by: Roses at August 11, 2007 11:41 AM

Ogre: Too funny! (and too true!)

Posted by: Roses at August 12, 2007 06:58 PM