unladylike

Don's mom, my dad, and my sister are going to kill me for posting this, but it needs to be commemorated.


Pocket can toot on command.


Randomly throughout the day, she'll look at me and say, "Toot, toot", precede to toot, and then laugh uncontrollably.


It's like raising an 11 year old boy in a Pocket-sized body.



I'm sorry, Pocket, but you did me wrong yesterday and this is your punishment. =)