My son...

I have no idea why, but, for some reason, my son's farts smell like month-old murder.

He is only four months old. However, his flatulence has the aromatic force of a college sophomore after a month-long spring break in a Milwaukee junkyard.

Moreover, he rivals me in terms of volume and force.

Lastly, judging by the smile on his face after he does it, he seems to get a really big kick out of farting on someone, not just near them, but on them.

His diet consists of mother’s milk with an occasional bit of regular, run-of-the-mill, over-the-counter formula. When that formula content gets too high, sweet Mary, mother of God have mercy on me.

I really hope this is only a phase.