I have a boy

Today, I pulled J from the computer and scooped him up into my arms and cradle-carried him to the bed. Still wrapped in a tight ball I gave him a big hug and essentially pulled my legs in and hugged him all over. I gave him a big squeeze and as I did, he let out a fart. I said, "Eww! Yucky!" which J thought was pretty funny. I released him from our hug and then he said, "Again!", thinking he meant "hug again", so I grabbed his knees and hugged them to his chest and he farted--again. After which Jackson and I were in hysterics. I had to call Hubs and tell him what happened. He guffawed over the phone with me. Yep. I have a boy.