My son is lying on his changing pad, uncharacteristically still. I unfasten his diaper, grab his feet, and pull them towards his head.
That's when it happens: he lets one rip, loud enough for our condo-neighbors to hear.
He looks at me for a minute, and bursts into laughter. He is laughing so hard I have to quickly refasten his diaper until we can both get it together.
He is 20 months old. Who taught him farts are funny?
I guess some things are self-evident.
That, or boy-nature prevails.
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