Shake Your Booty

Thought I’d share some Friday funnies to kick off the long weekend.

Last night, I wanted to cook dinner for all of us. Ankur hadn’t yet gotten home, so I set up a HUGE tower with blocks in the living room. Hoping that Ishu could entertain himself by pulling it apart.

Of course, he wanted nothing to do with it. If Mama is in the kitchen, then Ishu wants in the kitchen.

So, I was chopping veggies and he’s at my feet, opening up the cabinets, playing with the air fryer dial.

Then I moved over to the stove and he scooted on over, pulling at the drawer under the oven.

Eventually, when I almost tripped over his little body, I handed him the bottle of prenatal vitamins. (No, I’m not pregnant. I just continued taking them while I was nursing Ishaan).

I said, “Shake this, Ishu! Shake it! Make music!”

He paraded around the kitchen, shaking the bottle and I got back to prepping dinner.

“Shake, shake, shake. Shake your booty!” I started singing to him.

That lasted a good 3 minutes, giving me enough time to dump all the veggies in a pan. He then tossed the bottle of vitamins and got distracted with something else. So I picked it up (along with everything else he managed to pull out of open cabinets) and placed them on the counter.

A few minutes later, he scanned for the bottle and realized it wasn’t on the floor. He spotted it on the counter and pointed at it, screaming, “Boo-eeee, boo-eeeee.”

And that is the story of why my son thinks vitamins are called booty.

I think we’re going to let him continue thinking that. It’s too damn good.

Happy Friday to all! Enjoy the long weekend and don’t forget to take your booties!