Comments on: The High Price of gas http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/ Blog about Family, Motherhood, Marriage and Life Fri, 10 Feb 2012 03:05:08 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Jessey http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2104 Jessey Fri, 06 Jun 2008 21:22:39 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2104 I am laughing so hard, there are tears. My daughter asked me what was wrong, she thought I was crying. It was the machine gun that got me. In my house we have shot guns. (Chick-chick BOOM!) And I thought it was just us. I am laughing so hard, there are tears. My daughter asked me what was wrong, she thought I was crying. It was the machine gun that got me. In my house we have shot guns. (Chick-chick BOOM!) And I thought it was just us.

]]> By: jubilee http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2095 jubilee Wed, 05 Dec 2007 19:05:03 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2095 My sons only seems to pass gas at the dinner table. Why is that? The other night hubs was putting youngest son into bed and I heard the loudest issue-ance of gas ever. It was my four yer old daughter. In her sleep. Honestly, you just gotta laugh. I have a friend whose husband passes gas in bed and pulls the covers up over their heads to torture his wife. To me, that isn't so funny. But there you have it. My sons only seems to pass gas at the dinner table. Why is that?
The other night hubs was putting youngest son into bed and I heard the loudest issue-ance of gas ever. It was my four yer old daughter. In her sleep. Honestly, you just gotta laugh.
I have a friend whose husband passes gas in bed and pulls the covers up over their heads to torture his wife. To me, that isn’t so funny. But there you have it.

]]> By: M http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2100 M Tue, 04 Dec 2007 23:23:12 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2100 Yes, all these posts are funny but imagine you are a high school teacher when a student breaks wind. You got it! I was teaching seniors and giving them a quiz. The whole room was silent and the class clown let one rip. The whole class broke out into uncontrollable laughter as I stood at the front of the room giving this kids the death look. I kicked him out of class and wrote him up for classroom disturbance (it literally took the kids 15 minutes to settle down--and these kids were seniors!) His mom called and tried to protest it saying it was an accident. When she heard that he actually lifted up his behind and leaned to the side, she knew he was in the wrong. Funny now, funny when I told my husband that night but not funny when you are in control of 17 and 18 year olds. BTW, when my kids gas, they say they burped in their pants. I think it is funny. And they do say excuse me. Yes, all these posts are funny but imagine you are a high school teacher when a student breaks wind. You got it! I was teaching seniors and giving them a quiz. The whole room was silent and the class clown let one rip. The whole class broke out into uncontrollable laughter as I stood at the front of the room giving this kids the death look. I kicked him out of class and wrote him up for classroom disturbance (it literally took the kids 15 minutes to settle down–and these kids were seniors!) His mom called and tried to protest it saying it was an accident. When she heard that he actually lifted up his behind and leaned to the side, she knew he was in the wrong. Funny now, funny when I told my husband that night but not funny when you are in control of 17 and 18 year olds.

BTW, when my kids gas, they say they burped in their pants. I think it is funny. And they do say excuse me.

]]> By: Marie http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2102 Marie Tue, 04 Dec 2007 21:57:55 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2102 When my husband does it, no matter how bad it is, I don't say anything. But when I do it, OMG he acts like the house was juts invaded by a herd of rabid skunks, even though his are MUCH worse, believe you me. And he thinks the pull-my-finger thing is soooo funny. When my husband does it, no matter how bad it is, I don’t say anything. But when I do it, OMG he acts like the house was juts invaded by a herd of rabid skunks, even though his are MUCH worse, believe you me. And he thinks the pull-my-finger thing is soooo funny.

]]> By: Heather http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2096 Heather Tue, 04 Dec 2007 16:28:45 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2096 Oh my goodness!! Were you looking in my window? I always had a rule when dating - the 6 month rule. Too bad I was the one who broke that rule with Hubby! Oh my goodness!! Were you looking in my window? I always had a rule when dating – the 6 month rule. Too bad I was the one who broke that rule with Hubby!

]]> By: themommykelly http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2097 themommykelly Tue, 04 Dec 2007 15:05:35 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2097 Holy smokes! That was funny! Way too real... but funny! Holy smokes! That was funny! Way too real… but funny!

]]> By: SAHMmy Says http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2099 SAHMmy Says Tue, 04 Dec 2007 14:40:19 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2099 My husband and I do our best to keep the gas-passing where it belongs: in the bathroom, door closed. But during my pregnancies all bets were off! My husband even taught my son to say "Mommy's a Stinky Farter!" I do laugh along with my son when he "toots"--he is a boy after all--I want him to revel in all the nasty habits boys get a kick out of and not be a prissy-pants just because Mommy thinks something is gross :) My husband and I do our best to keep the gas-passing where it belongs: in the bathroom, door closed. But during my pregnancies all bets were off! My husband even taught my son to say “Mommy’s a Stinky Farter!” I do laugh along with my son when he “toots”–he is a boy after all–I want him to revel in all the nasty habits boys get a kick out of and not be a prissy-pants just because Mommy thinks something is gross :)

]]> By: Candace http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2098 Candace Tue, 04 Dec 2007 13:22:47 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2098 I can't understand people that don't pass gas in front of their spouse. That's just crazy! I can see your girls years from now when they're teenagers and they see this post- "Geez mom- really.. gas???!!!" I can’t understand people that don’t pass gas in front of their spouse. That’s just crazy!

I can see your girls years from now when they’re teenagers and they see this post- “Geez mom- really.. gas???!!!”

]]> By: georgiamom http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2101 georgiamom Tue, 04 Dec 2007 11:39:17 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2101 Geez, remind me to wear a gas mask next you invite me over to tea (not that you would because we haven't met, but you get my point). That's too funny! I have to admit that we have about the most gasless house of anyone I know. My husband rarely passes any, I'm not a big passer and when my kids do we just laugh a little, they say excuse me and we move on. We call it pootytooting (not sure if I spelled that correctly). Now, belching on the other hand, I can belch anyone under the table, but I do have a stomach condition that is currently controlled with medication. Praise God for the medication. I'm not a fan of belching. So, there you have it. That's what life is like at Georgia Mom's! Geez, remind me to wear a gas mask next you invite me over to tea (not that you would because we haven’t met, but you get my point). That’s too funny! I have to admit that we have about the most gasless house of anyone I know. My husband rarely passes any, I’m not a big passer and when my kids do we just laugh a little, they say excuse me and we move on. We call it pootytooting (not sure if I spelled that correctly). Now, belching on the other hand, I can belch anyone under the table, but I do have a stomach condition that is currently controlled with medication. Praise God for the medication. I’m not a fan of belching. So, there you have it. That’s what life is like at Georgia Mom’s!

]]> By: Krista http://thediaperdiaries.net/the-price-of-gas/comment-page-1/#comment-2103 Krista Tue, 04 Dec 2007 05:50:51 +0000 http://thediaperdiaries.wordpress.com/2007/12/03/the-price-of-gas/#comment-2103 Okay, I have a dilemma here. See, in my house growing up farts were perfect fodder for laughter. My mom is notorious for not knowing when they're coming and having them at the most inopportune times. So I think they're usually funny (as well as had burping contests with my dad). Now I am married to Mr. Straight guy when it comes to bodily functions. That's not to say he doesn't have them (he seriously does!) but he is almost offended when I think it's funny. But how can you not think it's funny when he always leans to the side to let one loose? We now have a small son and he also of course lets them rip once in awhile. I find this hilarious. Hubby does not. How am I going to teach my children not to think it's funny so they don't offend daddy? (and he's not all that prim and proper altogether) Weird! Okay, I have a dilemma here. See, in my house growing up farts were perfect fodder for laughter. My mom is notorious for not knowing when they’re coming and having them at the most inopportune times. So I think they’re usually funny (as well as had burping contests with my dad).
Now I am married to Mr. Straight guy when it comes to bodily functions. That’s not to say he doesn’t have them (he seriously does!) but he is almost offended when I think it’s funny. But how can you not think it’s funny when he always leans to the side to let one loose?
We now have a small son and he also of course lets them rip once in awhile. I find this hilarious. Hubby does not. How am I going to teach my children not to think it’s funny so they don’t offend daddy? (and he’s not all that prim and proper altogether)
Weird!

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