
Max is all boy and I am giving total credit to his father for this trait. He likes people to acknowledge him when he passes gas loudly. I know this is disgusting and I am ashamed. That is the set up for my Max moment.
Max, "Mom, Mom, I need to toot!"
Me, "Thanks Max I don't need to know."
Max, (Toots.. while laughing since he has now grossed out mom)
A look of terror crosses his face as he grabs his pants
"Uh oh... I think I pooped my pants!"
Runs, no, waddles to the bathroom as fast as he can.
Gross I know, don't think less of me. Thanks to Ben. Does the bathroom humor ever
not become funny to boys.