...who have discovered whoopie cushions, and on the way home from a play date today they hatched a plan to invent a tooting machine to put in people's pockets. Yep, this mama was proud.
Jacob: But, what if they're not wearing shorts or pants with pockets?
James: Hmm...well, it would have to attach somewhere, maybe their shirts.
Jacob: Yeah!
James: Or IN THEIR UNDERWEAR!!
*much laughter*
So watch out...you might end up with a tooting machine stuck on you. They said the people would look around for where the tooting noise came from, but they wouldn't be able to find a whoopie cushion.
Apparently this is an invisible, very small tooting machine.
Be still my heart. My baby is a boy.
**Edited to add: According to the daddy over here, they've been beaten to the punch. It's called ifart. And it was already on his phone. This totally confirms the notion that boys never really grow up.**
My Toodles, a boy??!!! Oh,no! Nana
ReplyDeleteI'm almost spit out my sip of hot chocolate onto my keyboard...I love this post...laughing laughing...can't wait to show it to Gregg! When just the top of the picture was showing on my screen, I thought it was a picture of John & Annalise!
ReplyDeleteand that we have the kind of boys who could grow up to invent cool apps like ifart...
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