Like Father, Like Son?

Apparently a man's fascination and amusement with bodily noises (yes, the 'other' f-word) begins early. The mere mentioning of the word 'toot' sends Sam into hysterical laughter. Yesterday, we spent the better part of our drive home listening to an 8-second sample of a They Might Be Giants song that featured a keyboard that Sam thought sounded like a bird tooting. It would've been annoying if it weren't for the squeals of laughter coming from the backseat. And when Sam laughs, Jake laughs ...

Later that night, after I told the story to Bryon, he admitted that the night before he and Sam had played a rousing game of 'pull my finger.' Aahh, it's all coming together now ...