There's a reason God gave me three boys

You know, I've known for a long time that I love being the mother of boys, and that all the things boys do make me laugh. I admit it. I'm not a girly girl at all.

Well, this weekend I found the perfect edition our home.

He looks innocent enough, doesn't he? Well, he fits in well in our family. You see, when you pass in front of him, he "let's out unexpected gassy explosions." That's right, people, he FARTS! How hysterical is that???? He is proudly sitting at the top of the stairs (in the house) right now so that whenever anyone passes by, he lets one rip, which is followed, of course, by side splitting laughter from the other family members and comments like "good one" or "what do you say".

I'm such an enabler!