Is there no end to all this new stuff? I was just hanging with mom and some other people with higher pitched voices. Then dad scoops me and says something about too much est.., estra..., estro...I don't know! I mean, I only learned to type earlier today!
Anyway, next thing I know we're going down, down, down. It's kind of dark and smells ... I don't have a word for that either but this single little hair popped up on my chest. That big guy is down here, the one with the fluffy face. He and dad are staring at this wall-like thing with all these nice colors moving around. It's pretty, I guess, but it doesn't make me want to clap and yell like the big people are doing as they stare at it. Easily amused, I suppose.
Then, pardon me, but I burp. It came out of nowhere. I am mortified. Then dad and the other guy laugh, and then they burp, too. Hey, I think I like it here!
2 comments:
OK Mini-Moose,....Seeing as how you're my first (and only to this point) great nephew, allow me to impart some "rules" of Man Cave etiquette (look up oxymoron when you are old enough).
First of all, burps are pretty basic. I'm pleased that you've mastered the rudimentary skills, but endeavor to produce a burp at will.
At your age, farts are adorable (learn the "high-five....you'll get man-points!). Sharts/Foops are to be expected of those less than 2 years old (and those over 60). Just sit there and giggle your head off.....they'll get the message!
One last thing.... If your daddy tries to put a "cheese head" hat on you.....promptly proceed to projectile vomit all over his jeans!.
Gr.Uncle Jeff
Burp at will? You mean whenever I want? Oooh, me like!
I won't barf on daddy on purpose no matter what you say, but I did pee on his side of the bed today.
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