Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Blame Game

Salem and I were dining out with my grammy a while ago. We were finishing up our stoner plates of buffalo wings and steak fajitas when Salem stood up in the booth and alerted the whole restaurant with the statement "What's that SMELL?"

She turned to grammy and bluntly accused her of farting. Grammy replied, "Well Salem, that's not very nice, and if I did indeed fart I certainly wouldn't admit it!"

When we got home, we had a little chat.

me: "You are not to out people like that in restaurants or anywhere, accusing them of farting is not nice. I know that grammy is old, but it doesn't immediately mean that she was the one who passed gas."

She turned to me, put her head down and looked up under her brow and coyly said, "Well, it was me who farted...."

3 comments:

Honeychild said...

Well,she didn't get that idea from me. . . !?!?!?

machinepolitick said...

As you know, Avery blames the dog when he farts. Aren't these kids nuts?

Brat said...

OMG....... LMAO!

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