The McDermott's are all smiles and laughs. But it wasn't long before I was laughing with them. The oldest son said, "I gotta fart." He let 'er rip, then explained, "Mom, I had to." He wasn't shy at all. With his big brown eyes glowing, one couldn't help but excuse him. That was the first time I've ever had that happen, and it still has me laughing. Thanks McDermott's, it was a pleasure.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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