A new kind of fairy…
There is one family trait that every member of our family has. We can fart.
When the girls were only days old, lying in their isolettes in NICU with machines helping them to breath, being ‘fed’ via an IV, tiny, helpless little babies, even then, they could fart.
I remember a day in NICU when the family of the baby in the cot next to Zoe’s was in taking video of their new precious bundle. Dad gave a running commentary with the camera zoomed close into the baby’s face and it would have made a great memento, something to tresaure for years to come… if it had not been for my baby lying in the cot next door farting so loudly I am sure they’ll be able to hear it in the background of the video. Yes, she could not breath but she could fart!
Muski has also been blessed with the ability to let rip, very loudly and very aromatically. The Baldy Boy can clear a room in less than three seconds and delights in offering a bent finger to his children – he doesn’t even have to ask them to pull his finger any more and they all think it is rather hilarious. I also have to admit that I can hold my own in this house of flatulence… though my farts smell of rose petals, of course.
This morning while feeding the monster and chatting to the girls I smelled a smell. A very pungent aroma that affronted my delicate sensibilities.
“Izzy did you fart?” I asked, looking accusingly at the closest child.
“No! It was Zoe”
“It was not me” yelled Zoe “It was Muski”
“It wasn’t Muski” I explained “And it wasn’t me….” I looked back at Izzy who was grinning from ear to ear. “but someone sure stinks!”
“It was the fart fairy” giggled Izzy
“The what?”
“The fart fairy”
Ah of course, the Fart Fairy – she (or possibly he) who comes into a room makes a horrible smell and flies off before anyone notices, leaving you all to cast accusatory glances at each other.
I think The Fart Fairy would be a great title for a children’s book… don’t you?
(Now aren’t you all glad you followed me to my new blog, with posts like this I am bound to be an instant hit!)
ha ha ha ha – you make me laugh! I LOVE the way you write:)
ROFLOL…Ooooh I LOVE it !
Ohhhhh, this post made me smile, a lovely start to the day.
Incidentally, when we start shooting accusing looks at each other in our family, someone usually blames the dog.
Oh yeah, we don’t have a dog! ;)
lol!!
Ahh the fart fairy, love it.
You should write a book.