Not so gross as some, but this morning I was having "let me get you dressed" tickle wars with the 2.5 year old. She was squirming around giggling, and I was chasing her and tickling her. We tumbled onto the bed, me on my back, and her on top of me. I made a mad dash to try and get panties on her squirming, kicking little legs.
Suddenly she rolls off of me and props herself up against the pillows. Her butt is about a foot away from my face. She stares me straight in the eyes, lifts her legs and lets a machine gun ratta tatta tat! chain of little farts go. The smile on her face and the look in her eyes meant that she did it on purpose.
"You rat!" I say. "You did that on purpose!"
She only giggled at me, then rolled off the bed and ran away.