Chris was out of town on an overnight business trip yesterday. He called home at bedtime to say goodnight to the boys. When it was Brennan's turn, I heard loud explosive sounds coming from the floor where Brennan was sitting as he carried on the conversation. After a minute or two, I heard Brennan ask, "Did you hear all that Daddy? Did you?"
Brennan shook his head and asked, "No?" He waited a beat, listened to his next self generated explosive sound and said into the phone, "What about that one?"
"No?" Brennan asked again, surprised and continued, "That was me! Passing lots and lots of big gas! Okay? Love you Daddy!" With that, Brennan dropped the phone and ran into the playroom to play.
I picked up the phone to the sound of Chris's laughter. I am sure that little slice of home made his cushy, kid free hotel room seem lonely in comparison. At least that's what I like to tell myself.
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