the raspberry king (aka spitty mcgee)

Kenny may have given up on his blowing raspberries habit when it comes to daycare, but he still loves to do it to us. We've tried a number of approaches: Ignoring it; Decrying it; Swearing under our breath at it; Covering it up with a towel; and many more options that have all come and gone. We're really hoping it's a phase that will work itself out naturally. Otherwise, we're left with but one option: Send him to the Bronx. And let's be honest, there's no way our boy is gonna live in NYC...that's sacrilege. As a matter of fact, let me go get Mr. K and see what he thinks of the idea.