All three of my boys walked into the living room with a straw in their mouth.  The other end of the straw was placed under their armpit.  They all started blowing into their straw which made hysterical farting sounds.  At first, I honestly thought they all had a terrible case of gas.  I quickly realized that they had discovered this hilarious idea and wanted to share it with me.  It was like a choir of young boys who eat a lot of beans. 

They were very proud and I was too.  Yes, God knew exactly what he was doing when he gave me all boys.