Every night after tucking Carsten into bed, right before closing his door, we blow each other kisses. Last night he started making farting noises instead. I started to close the door and dismiss it when he started laughing. I asked him what he was doing. He told me that he was blowing me "Poo-poo butt kisses". Nice. So, now we blow "poo-poo butt kisses" instead of plain old kisses. Reason #347 why I am so glad to have boys.
AND...
Danyel took Carsten to Kroger's tonight to pick up a few things for me. When they walked by the wine section Carsten pointed and said, "Look Daddy! It's your favorite!"
Hee Hee.
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