I have been left to ponder the question, “What is it with Boys and F*rts?!?!” I am flabbergasted!!
Tonight, Big Brother got to stay up late because I tutored from 8pm-9pm. I finished and told him it was time to go to bed, but that I wanted to cuddle him first. (He was abnormally hyper…not sure why.) Anyway, I grabbed him and we were laying on my bed and I was holding him tight and told him I wasn’t going to let him up unless he had to go potty. The next thing I knew, he started f*rting!!! He was doing it on purpose! What is that?!?
Boys…
