Heard in the house today.
Mummy: What are you going to wear today?
Noah stares blankly into wardrobe.
Mummy: Shorts and a T – shirt?
Noah: No!
Mummy: Then what?
Noah: My Santa suit!
Ok, this child has a bit of a Santa obsession going on, me thinks…
Even though the Ivy – girl has the worst diarrhoea known to man, she still has a sense of humour about it. After a rather ‘rat died up the bottom’ fart resounded from her backside, she giggle and cried…
“Ooooh, fluff, me”! (the kids call flatulence ‘fluffing’, go figure).
“Oooh, fluff, me” – I love it and think it should become part of the Aussie vernacular.
It could replace: Well blow me down, Well I never or Goodness Gracious.
lolol
I still keep finding christmas tree baubles that my TJ has hidden in his room to enjoy later and farts are apparently always funny!
When mine were small we “fluffed”, then they discovered “erupted” and they’ve been erupting ever since. Kind of appropriate since they like to eat “hot” foods.
hehehe well fluff me
cheers kim..
ps. glad to see that you didn’t stay away from us for too long..((((hugs))))
A Santa suit? In summer heat? O-kay.
Glad Ivy can laugh about it.
fluff me indeed!
Love it !
I’m borrowing Ivy’s comment to
tormentmildly annoy my Feral Offspring lol