I went for a run tonight in the hot, humid Texas weather. It was a great workout and I was feeling motivated, so I decided to knock out some situps when I got home. While I was doing situps, T2 was playing and leading a group of trains my way. Here's the exchange between us:
T2: Who tooted?
Me: I don't smell anything.
T2: I think Daddy tooted.
Me: I wouldn't be surprised.
T2: Wait, nevermind, that's the smell of your exercise.
Heavy sigh... I'm not sure I feel the love.
1 comment:
ha, he means that's the smell of your pits!!! it's the season for alcohol wipes :(
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