So this is one of those memorable moments that we'll never want to chance forgetting...
Daddy and the little girls are on their way to the family farmstead near Alexandria, MN. En-route, many farms are bypassed, bearing some of the typical aromas.
Daddy: "P-UUUU! I smell cow poop!"
[Slight Pause]
Addie, age 3 (from the back seat): "That's not cow poop... ... My FARTED!!"
[Insert gut-busting laughter from all 3 parties for the duration of the trip!]
TIP: Those handy little kiddo 'computers'/ toddler I-Pads/ whatever you want to call 'em... FAN-TASTIC for longer car-treks. They're actually learning from them, it requires their interaction, and they occupy the restless little minds entrapped in their 5-point-harness car-seats for a good long stretch of time.
A QUOTE: "A baby changes your dinner party conversation from politics to poop." ~Maurice Johnstone
WHIDFML: Sat in front of the new flat screen, Netflix streamed an 'Is It Real' episode with the hubby, and soaked my feet in a massaging foot-bath. Breathe with me now... "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
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