Wednesday, 9 November 2011
Our boys are farting machines.
Of course if I'm talking about our boys farting, you know there's a story. Here's what happened:
George and boy #1 and boy #2 are at the hockey arena while boy #3 is playing hockey. Boy #1 lets out a quiet but deadly one. Man nearby accuses his own son of farting. Boy #1 knows what he did was wrong but won't apologize to neighbouring boy who is getting in trouble because it would be "embarrasing".
So boy #1 gets George's stinkeye and a good talking to.
Not 4 minutes later, George can smell it again. But this time it's worse. And this time other parents are looking at him and boy #1 and boy #2 in disgust. Boy #1 says that boy #2 farted. Boy #2 confirms it and thinks it funny. Needless to say George is mortified.
Both boys say they "didn't feel it coming" and/or "couldn't hold it."
We say they're full of shit. Literally I suppose.
We said that all this farting must be due to excessive halloween candy eating. Therefore, we confiscated the rest of their candy. We may (or may not depending on our late night hunger) hide it and dole it out gradually after a few weeks.
We have had this discussion more times than we care to remember. They both know that farting in public is wrong. But yet, they still do it. One time, Boy #2 farted 4 times in a hospital waiting room. And one of those times was on my friggen lap!
So my questions is this. Are all little boys farting machines? And if so, when will they grow out of this stage.