Shortly after this photo was taken, the following events occurred.
As told by Bob Rosenberg:
"Daddy got in the door and I was doing my happy crazy dance and dancing with my feet and crazy arms and then Daisy came from all directions and she was at my chair and then also at the front door and she was excited and then she knocked me right over and right there I hit my toe right here no this one you can kiss it for me and then I also was crying because of the falling and then Daisy jumped on the couch and I didn't want to do dancing anymore only the crying and then I needed to sit on you on the couch and stop all of the crying and everything."
And yes, Bob did climb on to my lap and then he did a weird hump-y move on my leg and then farted and then said, "I love you, Mama."
Daddy's home.
Any man that illicits farts of joy is obviously a hero to his kid. And what dad wouldn't beam with pride in having this magical effect?
ReplyDeleteSo odd. That's exactly how I greeted the Chinese food delivery guy last night.
ReplyDeleteLAUGHING TOO HARD TO WRITE. I HOPE YOU NEVER STOP WRITING BECAUSE MY MORNINGS WOULD NOT BE AS BRIGHT.
ReplyDeleteThat picture below, just pure goodness.
ReplyDeleteI've been on this page for like 20 minutes and I keep getting distracted.
I agree with travelbuggin. You make blogland much brighter.
hahahah!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteElmo underwear had quite an adventure.
ReplyDeleteCan I pinch Bob's bum?
DG at Diary of a Mad Bathroom stole my comment.
ReplyDeleteHIlarious. Thurston often emits farts of excitement.
ReplyDeleteoh my this just made my day
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