J, my sweet baby, is growing up into a…BOY . He sits in his high chair eating breakfast mashing cheerios and other food into his face. Then out of no where he stills and pushes out a noisy fart – grinning and laughing like a fool. R, being a boy, grins over his cereal reveling in the fact that his boy can fart like a trooper. AHHHHHHHH!
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