A short, yet loud, smelly, "puff of wind" was let off by my 3yr old son...
"Ahaha-ha Ahaha-ha, I farted" "Did you hear me? I farted" He says laughing the whole time.
I give him a stern look.
"Oops, 'scuse me" He says. So quick and quiet that only a mother could hear and understand. He continues laughing.
"You TOOTED, NOT farted. And it's grosse" Hannah says
I laugh suddenly.
I sing a silly song. "Fee fi fo fum, Isaiah has a stinky bum"
Isaiah laughs. And laughs. Hannah gives me a stern look.
"Mama, that's rude. And it's grosse" She says.
"Sing it again mama." Isaiah laughs.
Hannah leaves the room.