Be Careful of What You Say at Night

This happened earlier this week.

At night I was wrestling with the kids. At one point Devin’s face was in Ian’s butt. I made the cheeky (no pun intended) comment, “Don’t smell your brother’s butt.” Ha, Ha – we all laughed.

We continued to wrestle. Devin made it a point to sniff her brother’s butt seeing how much it made her father laugh.

Now, I have learned that what you do at night will be re-enacted in the middle of the supermarket on Saturday. As such, I began to reprimand her more sternly with a wide smile on my face, “No smelling your brother’s butt.”

The next day during the chaos of the morning routine, Devin was trying to re-create the funny atmosphere of the night before. Well, I had been up since 5:00 am, reading email, getting worked up about what needed to be accomplished during the business day. I was in no mood for goofing around.

Devin pulled her brother’s PJ bottoms off and too a big whiff of her brother’s crack. I announced in my best stern father’s voice, “THERE WILL BE NO SNIFFING BUTTS IN THIS FAMILY! WE DO NOT SMELL BUTTS IN THIS FAMILY.”

I meant it, the children stopped, and Krista almost gave birth from laughing so hard.