Toot

Fart vs Toot. Quinn couldn't say the word "Fart" when she was potty training. It seemed silly to work hard to teach a kid to say a word like that. So we went with Toot. Also the word, "fart" reminds me of a smelly 12 year old brother that has skid marks in his Undies and sits on your face to do extra damage. So, again, we went with toot. Nothing wrong with the word "fart," but since we are a toot family, fart is only used to be rude, which makes it a bad word. Today at dinner Kenna said, Fart. Then for the rest of the night, she referred to Kenna indiscretion as, "Kenna said the "f" word." I laughed me head off a few times. It also reminds me of my friend Lizza who doesn't are for the prudes she was raised near. She taught her girls to say, "fart" loudly and with pride. No shame, she says. The F word makes me think of her and my brother and my laughing daughters ... And my dad waking up in the morning, of course.