One would expect that a play room 18 by 18 feet would be sufficient to handle the usual smell and adventures of childhood.
Sorry about the potty humor, butt...
#2 ripped off a check-flapping explosion of lower-intestinal flatulence causing the division of the time-space continuum and singeing through two layers of heavy-duty clothing that would've made grandpa and a certain uncle proud. Serious one for the books. He outdid Dad!
After about 14 seconds of permeation, (or is that fermentation?), he cried out in agony: "Oh no! We need to put the fart back in!"
Melissa and I, (resisting laughter and inhalation) simultaneously asked him each a different question. I'm sure a shrink would analyze what the differences between the questions are... but we open it up to your interpretation in the comment section of this post:
Melissa: "How would you want to do that?"
David: "Why would you want to do that?"
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