What a great dad you are. You and my husband would hit it right off. He’s a champion farter. I call him “Toots.” We laugh like morons whenever one of us lets one go. We don’t have children, so we behave like kids ourselves. We are aunt & uncle to some youngsters, and we consider it our sworn duty to pass on the mastery of fart conduction.

But he can’t burp on command! I can — and I have a friend who can recite the alphabet in Belch! Her favourite letter, of course, is “W”.

If you wish to educate your girls further on the vocabulary of farts, there are all kinds of hilarious sites online that give you all the sounds without the smells There are also fart dictionaries, sites where you can rate farts, and quacky “scientists” who will answer all your silly questions about breaking wind.

There’s nothing funnier in the world. I mean, who hasn’t been four years old? One day this summer, my sweet man and I visited with my cousin, who’s my age (49). She had a new trick to teach us. You take a “bendy straw”, stick it into your armpit, and BLOW. You can make some tremendous blats. We also stuck the straws behind our knees, into our cleavage (poor boys couldn’t do this, hee hee), and into our elbows. Nothing does it, though, like the armpit.

Have you taught your girls about Blue Angels yet? ;-D

thanks for the laughs … such refreshment (no pun intended!)…

@alisha9 – No! I am proud of the skills I hand down to my kids!

@holeycheese – I could see that from his posts and comments. Similar passions but a twinkle in his eye. He makes me so proud!

@thatdudeyouknow – Like that will stop you. (Just write the love letter and then you have brownie points for the next 20 years.)

@SanityFound – Thanks! I have no clue. I would drive me crazy if I was maried to me.

@Amber – Wise words. You never know when they might need it. A bit meeting at the UN or running at the Olympics…

@A broad – But she is still young… My training will continue tomorrow. Never give up. (Now come on. Pull my finger.)