The other day we were having dinner and my husband was putting some ketchup on his plate. The ketchup bottle was almost empty and when he squeezed the bottle made the good old farting sound. Elisabeth found this hilarious and spent the rest of her dinner making fart noises. Perhaps we should have known better, but we didn’t, we laughed. She now also laughs when she herself passes wind, which presumably is because we might have giggled at her farts every now and then.
I know, bad parenting, but farting is funny, right?