It was bound to happen. Every time I volunteered at Mitchell’s school, at least one of his friends would come up to me and show me this nifty thing they could do. Mitchell just couldn’t do it yet. All of this started at the beginning of the year. One of his good buddies even spent some series time with him giving him pointers.
What is this new skill you ask? Well, it’s arm pit farts!
After some serious tutoring from his buddies Sam and Galen, Mitchell is now an expert. Every morning when he is getting dressed and he realizes that his shirt is off – there he goes with his little hand cupped under his arm and his other arm going up and down like a piston rolling off fart sounds like he was a gas producing machine.
We are such proud parents!