Nuggets

On mornings like this, I can see the positive side of selective hearing… BW & JB were playing outside of our bedroom early in the morning and their conversation went a little something like this…
“It smells like chicken nuggets… because I farted.”
“What BW?”
“Chicken nuggets.”
“Oh… EW!”
“OH! Now it’s starting to smell… Yuck.”
“BW!!”
“Now it’s gone… Phew.”
It’s days like this that there simply is not enough coffee.

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