Sam is in the habit of loudly announcing her bodily functions, which is somewhat less than completely charming, so we've been trying to get her to whisper her announcements, or perhaps omit them entirely. This morning at the grocery store . . .
Sam (in the loudest possible voice, gesturing for me to lean in): "I WHISPER!"
Mama: "Yes?"
Sam (in a whisper this time): "Mama, I faw-ded."
Mama: I know. I heard it.
And I guess that sounded enough like "I farted" for her to proclaim at top volume, to the whole store: "MOMMY FARTED!"
I was tempted to die of embarassment, but instead I recalled a little gem that goes something like, "They're laughing with you as long as you're laughing too." So, hahahahahaha.
We're going to work on that whispering.
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