im sure its disgustingly cute

Hee hee, my twin toddler GIRLS do the same thing!

Heh. I feel like I should say more, but that really sums it up. Oh, I’ll add a as well.
It’s gonna be a loooong rest of your life!

My house is full of Dicks too. Even the pets, only one of our many many pets is Female.

My Husband can’t burp, never has, he just farts, so does Eric. I do the burping.

I’ve been having to set my alarm for painfully early hours, lately, too, also in pursuit of fitness. (“Painfully early” for me meaning 5:30 am.)

Now I find that if I don’t get to bed by 9 pm, I’m wrecked the following day.

The 9 pm bedtime kind of puts a crimp on my marriage, my leisure reading, and my relationship with cable television — and I don’t even have kids!

I live with two boys and I can assure you they do mature – right up to about the age of 12. You may have noticed this in your husband.

Yes, that’s my life. My boys are 8 and 5. I’ve gotten used to meal time with three males, but going on vacation and staying in the same hotel is getting bad. I think my future vacations include booking my own room.

You’re the Queen of the Penises!

Isn’t it wonderful to have these 3 delightful males in your life? (That was sincere not sarcastic!)

Males are so entertaining – so much more than any female I know. A rip-roaring belch or fart is good for the soul.

My house is full of dicks too. I so totally relate!

Glad you found a solution to your work / life balance in a way that makes you more satisfied, sorry that traffic is so shitty though that you can’t enjoy it more. It’s a start though!

I’m the only chick in our house and I LOVE it. Some days I feel like the scullery maid but there are days that I feel like the queen :) The farts get a bit tiresome at times but then the other day I went and bought my five year old his first whoopee cushion. If you can’t win join in with a fart noise maker. FYI – Whoopee cushions are now self inflating. Who thought of that?

Can I copy the pie chart?

And this is why I am thankful that my parents raised me to roll with the boys. I lack a penis, but I can impress with my burps and farts. While I may not be able to bust out a symphony (like my father), I can hold my own and appreciate when I have been out gassed. I love hanging with guys too much not to! >D

I’m totally touched by your personal sacrifices to get home in time for dinner with your sausage factory. Really. You are an awesome mom.

Same here! I have 2 little boys who do the same thing. I’m so glad for you that you’re able to make it home for dinner now. It must change everything about your evening for the better (farts and all). xo

You’ve seen this, right? It’ll be you in 10 years :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhcA4Ry65FU

Down here in Alabama there’s a bi-annual Sausage Festival. My 4yo girl loves it and goes on and on about “the sausage party” to anyone that will listen. So funny.

If it makes you feel better, our chart is the opposite – 3 girls and 1 boy – and my youngest girl is ALL ABOUT farts. It’s pretty much her #1 topic of conversation followed by “pooping and peeing”. They don’t do a lot of burping at the table but farting? Yeah.

I, also, have the same ratio in my house. I’ve instituted the “No farting or burping” at the dinner table rule. It works for the most part, but some days I just can’t win. Just wait until the boys are older and constantly trying to wrestle with JB, it’s good times!

A friend of mine who comes from a family heavily dominated by boys described it as a constant “big meat party.” Sounds about like what you have right there.

Awesome pie chart! Ours is the opposite though, 75% chicks and 25% dicks. The farting thing is the same though.

I’m in the same boat here with 2 boys – nothing is funnier than butt references. I actually got a “good one, Mom!” with major giggles last night when I made a butt joke to my son and his friend. If you can’t beat ’em, join, right? ;-)

My MIL raised three boys. She opted for the “if you can’t beat ’em” mentality, and laughed right along with them. I think it makes her a lot cooler than my mom, who chastened everyone into the house into denying the existence of farts and belches.

My daughter is lovingly referred to as Machine Gun Sadie. The toots…they are never ending with that one. We keep trying to tell her that even though it makes her father and I laugh, most people don’t find that to be a pleasant trait in a little girl. At 3 months old, however, I just don’t think she’s getting it.

Wait until they hit you with “what kind of tacos do YOU like mom? HARD ones, or SOFT ones?” Taco nights are friggin HILARIOUS around here.

It’s a sausage party in my house too.