This is a rerun from a few years ago . . .
When Lydia and I were getting ready for her birthday party she slipped away and went in my closet. Then she poked her head out and said, "Mom, thanks for letting me fart in your closet. Because I just did."
I managed to keep a straight face and said, "Lydia, that's not very princess like of you."
She responded vehemently, "Mom! Don't tell Ariel!"
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4 comments:
Oh my goodness, that is HILARIOUS. I can't wait for her book to come out. Sounds like she already has several working titles she could use!
Don't tell Ariel!! So funny!! My husband's first name is actually Ariel... he gets the "Little Mermaid" thing all the time. It actually means "Lion of God," so maybe they should have used that name in The Lion King. :)
HA! That is just too funny!
That's adorable!!! My boys don't even hide anymore to fart. My middle son will still announce his (at the dinner table of course).
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