And if it was an Olympic event, I'm pretty sure they could win gold

My daughter had her last night of Team Kid on Wednesday night. She got a bag of goodies for learning her memory verses, attendance, etc. Well. In that bag was a Whoopie Cushion. She actually knew what it was by the time I picked her up. I don't know if some other kid enlightened her or if that's just something kids are born knowing about.

And since Wed. night, that thing has provided hours and hours of hilarious and probably inappropriate humor around this house. And it's not exactly a good quality (seriously?) whoopie either. It's pretty much the equivalent of a plastic baggie and keeps ripping open. So it has been taped up so much I can't believe it still holds air. But lucky for us it still does.

And my 3 yr old absolutely thinks it is the funniest thing EVER. And he's a boy so you'd expect him to like potty humor anyway, right? He calls it the tooting game. THE TOOTING GAME!!! It makes me laugh every time he says it. And the "game" is basically blowing up the cushion, someone sitting on it, and kids rolling in the floor laughing for a few minutes. That's IT. Doesn't take much I guess. Here it is in it's beginning stages.

And suffice it to say I couldn't be more proud.