I've heard stories about kids coming home from school with colorful new vocabulary. But I didn't think it would start until he was 5 or 6. I was wrong.
Someone in our house passed gas rather loudly, and our sweet Biscuit pointed and said, "Poot!" Then he grinned.
Great! I can't wait for that one to come flying out at just the right moment.
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