We were at Braums today, eating ice cream. For some odd reason, Andy was spelling things outloud and was making an attempt at "fruit". I don't know why.
"F-A-R-T" Andy spells to us in his quiet inside voice (not).
Rachel snorts. "Andy, you just spelled 'fart'."
You should have seen that kid's eyes simply light up. No matter that he misspelled "fruit"; this was so much better.
"F-A-R-T!"
"F-A-R-T!"
"F-A-R-T!"
Sheer joy that both of my children enjoyed. One is 14 and the other is 6. One is a girl and one is a boy. And they both giggled and chuckled and hehawed. Good thing there weren't too many people at Braums.
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