Today Beatty was whining and complaining asking for a granola bar which we have none of. As he continued to go on and on, he threw his head into the cushion of the recliner and as he did he got a whiff of something yucky, he quickly put his head up stopped whining and exclaimed "Eeeew this smells like bumb! Oh no it smells like bumb crack!"
That would shush anyone up! Don't cha think?
Thank Goodness for our boys! They keep us going with the things that they say.
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