We were eating dinner the other night and the boys were pretending to be dragons, complete with loud roaring!
Aaron, not wanting to be left out of the fun, decided to join in on the dragon game. In typical man-fashion, he burped loudly and said, "The dragon is coming out of Daddy's mouth!"
The boys thought this was hilarious. Mommy pretended that she didn't hear (and tried not to laugh).
Aaron then (here I am shaking my head, and questioning my choice of mate) *ahem* passes gas loudly at the table (which is always very funny for any male audience).
Aaron: Oh no. The dragon is coming out of Daddy's butt. (I am horrified at this point)
Benji: (not missing a beat) Did it hurt?
We about died laughing. I think the mantra after some passes gas now, after the polite "Excuse me!" of course, will be to ask, "Did it hurt?"