To start with, I have boys. Oh boy are they boys. Burping, farting, wrestling, inappropriate questions, comments, and timing. They also have the ability to hear half the conversation, then chime in with a comment. Tonight, at the grandparents, for example.
Mom and I were talking about the incident I just posted below, about Chandler and his pants. And my mom said,
Grandma: oooh gads.
Chandler: Gas? who's got gas?
Gabe: I've got gas!!!
I thought my mom was going to fall off her chair.
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