The Reality of Life with Boys

I've read a few posts lately where people feel that they may be posting "too much information", so I thought I would join the crowd... for the sake of remembering all the hilarious things that go on in my house each day.

This particular story is about Ethan:

The latest "thing" at my house, is that several of our neighbor boys have taught Bryce how to do the "underarm poot" - you know, the thing where you put your hand under your armpit and pump your arm thus producing a noise that makes everyone laugh.  It took Bryce a while to get it, but now he is a professional.  Just what I wanted in my house.  

Well, it wasn't long before I saw Ethan attempting to learn the same trick.  Then one day, I heard it.  He was SO proud.  He would pump his little arm, and out would come THE NOISE.  Then I happened to notice that THE NOISE was a little bit delayed... the arm would stop pumping and out would come a little....pfft.  

"ETHAN!!!  Are you REALLY pooting????"  

"NO mommy!"  

"Are you sure? "

Turns out, Ethan is able to pass gas, for real, on demand.  Just what I wanted in my house.

"Ethan, How are you able to have that much gas???"

"Cause God made me that way!"

enough said.