You guys! Tonight, I scooped Nathan up in my arms to give him a hug and you won’t believe what happened. Ok, if you have kids, you’ll be able to totally identify with this one. So yeah, I was cuddling Nathan in my arms as as I hugged him, he farted! ON ME! (Ok, I guess that totally makes up for the time I farted in Paul’s lap while we were dating…)

So Nathan totally reminded me of a whoopie cushion. But better! Because I never have to refill him with air. I just squeeze and he farts… Then I wait a couple minutes and repeat. He’s not acting like the gas is causing him any pain, so that’s good. It’s so funny when this happens!!

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