The other night DJ found a fart machine that he had (why my grown husband has a fart machine I do not know but I kind of love it about him) and put it in Talis' diaper to where the cutest and funniest 55 seconds followed. It has since become one of Talis' favorite "toys" to play with. He'll push the remote control to activate the machine and laugh and giggles. He only does it a bit before he gives me a "mama that's inappropriate stop" look and want us to play with a different toy. He's so full of personality that one.