Barnabas Monkeypants

Sunday evening after we got home from Target, Henry spent about ten minutes running around stark naked. We’d stripped him down and sat him on his potty hoping he’d go, but instead he hauled himself to his feet and took his book for an extended and very giddy spin around the playroom (née dining room). We were just starting to get nervous that he’d pee all over when he plopped himself down on the floor to “read” Hand Hand Fingers Thumb. And then he farted, REALLY farted, a loud brrrRRAAAAAAPPP! that ricocheted off his little buttcheeks onto the hardwood.

Raphe and I dissolved into laughter. You would have, too.

And Henry joined in – big, exuberant, belly laughs.

Good times.

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