… or I may never understand boys.
Yesterday the precious fruit on my womb, also know as The Boy, was getting ready for his bath in the evening. Instead he decided it would more entertaining to burst into the living room bare ass naked and declare himself “Fart Man”! Then run through the house farting, leaving a trail of stink behind him as he dashed from room to room.
Please tell me my child isn’t the only weird one out there. Please. Validate my parenting by easing my mind.