**Art**
I have three children Ish, Zobe and Zamirah. They are 5 years, 4 years, and 4 months in that order. We have a lil family routine where I’ll just be myself around them at home. Typically it’s gross to do in public, but hey it happens. I blow the loudest horn possible and blame it on the baby lol.
My kids in unision say “EWWWW DADDY!!!”
I reply, “WHAT???? What happened????”
Zobe, “You FIRED IT daddy.”
“Huh?? what does that mean.”
Ish being the older of the two informs me, “She meant you farted daddy.”
“I did no such thing. That was the baby.”
So one day I just happened to be in Macy’s for one of those pre labor day sale rushes and its full of people. I was walking and unexpectantly it happened (I know I’m not the only person who has passed gas and didnt know it was coming or realized I farted) so…………
Zobe and Ish together: “EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW”
(Now everyone is staring while I, being embarassed, tried to turn the corner)
Zobe then blurts, “That was my daddy everyone, he does it all the time and tries to blame it on the baby!”
Everyone in the store laughed……I grabbed both hands and lead them to the car. I didn’t even get what I came for lol.
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