Oliver is not a super gassy baby, but when he does get some toots, they hurt and we have to hold and rock him to make it all better. Yesterday was a particularly bad day with holding every 15 minutes and not much rest unless packed around the house in the carrier. Therefore, mommy has devised a curse to the toots. Oliver and she recite and it seems to help - if only to make us feel that we are doing something and expressing ourselves and our opinion about the toots.
"Oh toots from the nether regions of my colon, be gone!
We do not like your painful ways nor your ruin of an otherwise happy moment!
You awaken us from slumber, you interrupt our smiles.
We try to eliminate you with our powerful leg kicking and face scrunching only to be met with resistance.
Be gone, foul toots and do not return for you are not welcome here.
Return happy tummy without pain and allow us to have a pleasant day."
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