If you have been following my blog for very long, you know that nothing is off limits. That's right, not even gas. So, just as fair warning, if you are uncomfortable with the discussion of such things, then perhaps this is not the post for you. Just saying...
I once read an article in Parents magazine called something like "The Big Little Moments". It was all about little moments that seem inconsequential at the time, but end up being a memory you hold onto for a life time. Once of them was the last time you nurse your baby. Once was when your child gives up their cute little mispoken words. For instance, when my son was little, he used to call chocolate milk "mog-a-mil". It was so cute the way he said it incorrectly. Then one day he woke up, started saying chocolate milk, and "mog-a-mil" became nothing but a memory.
Another thing on the list was the first time your kid truly laughs at something. This doesn't mean the first time your baby laughs, ofcourse you remember that. It has more to do with kids developing a sense of humor and understanding what is funny. I remember this one time we watched America's Funniest Home Videos with my son. It is a Sunday night tradition in this house. I am not the laugh out loud kind of person but that show makes me crack up. We were sitting there watching the show, and something happened in one of the videos that was really funny and my son started cracking up uncontrollably. It is something I remember, just like the article said I would.
So the other morning, I was getting ready for work. My daughter was in the bathroom with me as usual. I do this because I still don't trust her out on her own in the living room with my son. This way I can keep an eye on her. She's playing on the floor and gets this looks on her face and then sits on my sons training potty. This is nothing unusual, she does this a lot. I think it makes her feel like a big girl. Then she let out this insanely loud, rumbly, juicy sounding (sorry for the graphic description, but it was the kind that made you wonder if it wasn't more than just gas) fart (yes, I said fart). Then she peeks around the vanity at me and with this big smiles on her face, she cracks up!
Now, usually I'm not one to sit around laughing at people passing gas. It's just not my kind of humor. I'm more interested in getting the kids to say "excuse me" after they do that so they don't embarass me. BUT, the way she laughed, truly laughed at that, like she just knew that was seriously funny, made me crack up. And then later on I thought, that was her first true laugh.
My little girl is developing a sense of humor. Albeit not the most refined sense of humor, but a sense of humor none the less. She is gettting so big!
Sincerely,
The No Holds Bar Mother
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