We make jokes about farts in our house far too often. Lukas will run to his father, who lays unaware on the couch watching the Olympics, and leave a loud fart. He giggles as Shaun pushes him off yelling, “Aw, Lukas! Why would you do that?” Though he yells, Shaun also tries to hide his own look of amusement at the situation.
Last night, another fart joke was made. This one was completely inappropriate for stranger’s ears and so I said, “None of you are to repeat that outside of this house.”
Eight-year-old Andrew got a confused look on his face and very smartly said, “Who do you think would be dumb enough to repeat that?”
Shaun and I smiled at each other and each pointed to one of the two boys. Lily sat on my lap at the time and took in all that was happening. After Andrew showed a proper amount of shock at the accusation, Lily pointed her little finger at ME!
“Who are you pointing at?” I asked her, surprised.
Maybe the youngest among us is also the smartest among us.