And so it begins.....
Arun, playing contentedly with a car, lets a big one rip.
A BIG ONE.
I believe I even spied the back of his pants fluttering to and fro in the "wind".
Me, in my lame attempt at Elimination Communication:
Arun, did you pass gas?
Arun, pointing demonstratively at Anjali:
NO! Da baby!
Can't blame a dude for trying.