Monday 08 November 2010

Gaseous

At dinner, after returning from Chicago, the dinner conversation turned out how much out gassing the children managed while on the trip. Naturally, Alice lead off by doing a demonstration.

Corwin: Alice is the queen of flatulence.

Alice: No I’m not! I just farted the most on the trip.

Mom: I think Corwin was the worst.

Dad: Quite the emission, crew, eh?

Mom: We had to ride around with the windows down most of the time.

Alice: [giggles] I farted a lot!

Mom: Here, everyone have some broccoli. It will make you more gaseous.

The Kids: Beans, beans, they’re good for your heart. The more you eat the more you fart!

Dad: Don’t you know the next two lines to that?

The Kids: No! Sing, Dad, Sing! Sing! Sing! Sing!

[Mom lowers her head. I suspect she’s about to cry at the glory that are her children.]

I did teach the kids the next lines, because it would be a true shame if that ancient knowledge were allowed to pass from our culture.

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