f… a… r… t…

is all I heard once I picked up Tater from the school bus stop yesterday afternoon. After I got him to stop for a minute I found out why he was repeating it. He wanted to remember how to spell it so he could do an internet search on dinosaur farts. No joke. He wanted to watch the video. After making him redo some work from school that he messed up… I found it for him. Here it is for your viewing pleasure:



And this is what you get to enjoy when you have boys for children… sigh… Worse part… I had to laugh. It was funny.

This entry was posted in Humor, Tater and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to f… a… r… t…

  1. GUYK says:

    BAWAHAHAHAHAHA

  2. Roses says:

    What a cool mom you are!
    How many of *our* mothers would have looked up dinosaur farts on the internet for us as a “reward” for finishing our homework correctly? Not mine!