Just like a boy

Yesterday I was playing with Jamie and he, of course, was smiling every time I would tickle him or touch him and was generally responsive to the play. Then I took his feet, put them near his nose and when I did, he farted. Jamie let out a laugh and a huge smile. I did this again, again another fart, again, smiles and laughs. Two more times this happened with Jamie smiling at laughing each time he farted. I guess being a boy-being proud of those gross bodily functions, starts much earlier than we thought, huh?