evenkeel gets in a "gas off" with the boy

Okay, so yesterday I was really hungry, but didn't have a chance to eat, since I was taking care of the boy while Overboard was out. The only way I could get something was to put Kenny in the baby bjorn and snack on something. I saw that Overboard had a new box of cereal on top of the fridge, so I grabbed it and started munching. The cereal in question was "Go Lean Crunch" which is sort of a healthier version than the old "Honey Clusters Of Oats." It was tasty and easy to eat while holding the boy, so I kept going. Next thing I know, I've eaten half the box. Did I mention that this cereal is of the ultra-healthy variety? And that is contains an obscene amount of protein and fiber? Oh yeah.

When Kenny is in your arms, you tend to hear all kinds of noises. There are coos, cries, sneezes, coughs, burps, and of course poops and "poots." A "poot" is another term for a fart, and though similar in sound to "poop" definitely different. In conversation, you may hear Overboard or I say:

"Did he poop?"
"No, he's just pootin'*."
"Oh."

Well, yesterday, after consuming the cereal, Daddy was the one doing the pooting...and how. I think I expelled more gas in one day than I have all year. Why do I tell you this? Because it became a comedy routine that ceaselessly entertained both Overboard and the boy (especially Overboard).

It was days like yesterday that made me glad it was the weekend and I had the chance to simply hang out at home with the family unit (and poot). The lesson learned? Stay the hell away from that freakin' cereal. Sure, but Overboard says I just need to resist eating half a box at a time. She's so smart.

*For the politically minded, this rhymes with "Putin"