yesterday, feeding Isobelle in her bumbo on the coffee table, aiden sat next to us in his little blue chair...
Aiden: (picks up his chair and moves it)
me: where are you going?
Aiden: Im moving, I dont want to smell that! (gags)
me: its just baby food!

he gags every time he see's her baby food, apprently because it looks the same going in as it does coming out..

 today while making him a snack he comes up behind me.. as i passed gas...
aiden: (gags) Isobelle stinks! You need to change her!
me: no, sorry aiden that was me.. i farted..