We were having outside family time (FINALLY). Or should I say, I was on the hammock and Daddy and Zane were playing a modified form of cricket (I think). When Zane bent over, bottom in the air, and ripped off a big ol' toot. Stood up, laughed and hit the bat on the ground like a batter getting set. Big laughs.
Then at bath time, Zane wanted bubbles, but the tub was already filled. So he said he needed to go to the bathroom and pulled the plug. Well, as usually, it was Daddy giving the bath, when Zane was done peeing and saw the water was going down, he started to yell at the water, got back in the tub and asked for bubbles and turned the water back on. I think he pulled one over on Daddy!