Emberly is such a girly girl and she used to insist that we leave the bathroom when she was having a "movement" until she was done and flushed before we were allowed to come in and help her out. And she would run to the hallway to pass gas and then rejoin us on the sofa. No one else was doing this, it's all her. But lately, she's found humor in passing gas where we have to smell it. Maybe the boys at daycare are rubbing off on her. It seems awfully out of character for her to maniacally ask us if we can smell it. Gross.