Some Things Should not be Broken

Had the pleasure of driving around with my little guy again.  And, as is not uncommon, the dude was...well...gassy.  There, I've said it!  So, as we drove down the highway and he lifted his cheek again, here's how it went.


Me:  "Really, dude?!?!"

I opened his window.  Strategy I've learned.  If you open their window it sucks the smell out on their side.  Open your window and the smell has to cross right by ya.  You're welcome.

My little guy leaned toward me.

Me:  "Now what are you doing?"

Little guy:  "I'm avoiding the wind."

Me:  "You can avoid that by not breaking wind."

Little guy:  "Nah...it's worth it."


And now you know why my car no longer has that "new car" smell.  Well, that and the fact that it's six years old.  I still blame my lovable, beautiful little guy.  Now where is he?  Pretty sure he needs a big mama hug.

This wacky little dinosaur is part of my "blob" painting series.

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