Reading to C is a bedtime routine for us. Although there are times I wish to sleep instead of read as I’m just tired from work. Yesterday’s session was particularly entertaining… as usual… because of C
We were reading one of his favourite books, ‘The Rusty Train Ride’. With every page read to C, he would fart.
I read page one.
“C, you farted.”
(giggles from C)
I read page two.
“C, you farted again. It’s very smelly you know.”
(Giggles even louder)
I read page three.
“Eeekkk C (pah on the backside), you farted again. You’re really a farting king you know.”
(Looks at me in the eyes)
I’m not a farting king. I’m a funky king!
haha haha giggles hee hee
We both laughed out loud and enjoyed the rest of the reading.
I hope as I grow old and wrinkled, we’ll still be able to laugh at one another’s fart. Just hopefully it’s not the silent type. As the saying goes, the louder the smell-less, the silent- est the stinkier!