There comes a time in every boy's life when bodily noises become the funniest thing they have ever heard on the planet. My son is 9, and that time has come. My husband and I have been working hard with both of our children on having good manners, particularly at the dinner table. The process is going fairly well, except that is, for the burping thing. Somehow it is impossible for my son not to try to burp as loud as humanly possible whenever and wherever the need arises. It is just too darn funny not to share with the rest of us apparently. My husband also thinks it's funny, and on occasion either laughs right along with my son's latest noise extraordinaire and/or shares one of his own before remembering how rude some of us (me) think it is to do so. It's a work in progress.
Last weekend in Indiana on our trip to the lake we all decide to take my cousin and her husband's boat to what they affectionately refer to as the "Redneck Yacht Club", otherwise known as the sand bar. As you might imagine, there were tons of boats and people hanging around the "yacht club" chatting, playing volleyball, skim boarding etc. A family they know came over to chat with us. We were all having a nice conversation when suddenly the man of the family let rip the most "ginormous" (did you know this is now an actual word in the dictionary?) burp I have ever had the "pleasure" of hearing. He then started laughing and said, "wow, that was a great one!" Nice. My son has started giggling at this point. Not two minutes later from elsewhere on the lake came the sound of yet another "beautiful" belch. The man that had thought so much of his own emission looked around and said, while laughing, "that was awesome, I wonder who did it, I'd like to shake his hand." Again, nice. My son is now in hysterical spasms of laughter. I am thinking my "work in progress" just took a couple of steps backward. Fear not, I will persevere -- if only so I don't have to listen to it at my table.