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Apr 27 2009

In the game

Category: Family Fun


This is a subject that most people find just slightly uncomfortable enough to talk about in public. Including me. And unlike certain members of my household -- like my children, for example -- sitting around and…uh…shall we say….uh…cutting the cheese…just isn’t my style. In fact, I think it’s pretty gross. After all, it was NOT the way I was raised. My dad didn’t pass gas in front of us girls. My mother would have given him hell. Still, considering one of his nicknames for my baby sister was Motor Boat, he did manage to sneak in an occasional wind-breaking joke now and again. And while Paul’s mom says he wasn’t raised that way either, I know that his dad was notorious for letting ‘em go at the dinner table.

Taking after their father’s side of the family, my kids have no qualms about burping and tooting. In fact, they show a lot of talent in the gas department. Nathan comes up with some extremely humongous burps (think Barney on The Simpsons), and Lucie’s gas output is extremely impressive for such a petite, feminine little girl.

So in the spirit of if-you-can’t-beat-them-join-them, I now stock up on the scented candles and play this game with my kids. Why have I gone over to the dark side? I think it’s the manic laughter that accompanies all the naughty behavior. It’s amazing how something as ordinary as a bodily function provides so much entertainment for my family.