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I don't know how to put this delicately.... My children are quite tickled by flatulence.

OK, they think it's absolutely hysterical if someone passes gas, makes a noise resembling it, or says anything about it. I figured that as they grew the flatulence frenzy would diminish with maturity, but, alas, I see no end.

From time to time (certainly not all of the time), my girls are 'concerned' about their menu choices based upon the gas producing properties of the item. They've been known to cite potential eruptions as the sole reason for abstaining from a bean and cheese burrito.

When we went to Sam's Club last night, I decided to pick up a box of Goldfish crackers. Bud wanted to take the box of crackers with them on the Men and Boys camping trip. Aria was a little upset at the thought that she wouldn't get any of the crackers. So, I told Aria that we'd get the crackers for her (wink, wink), which, naturally upset Bud. He had to get the crackers back. I could see his little mind working on it - what could he do to convince his sister to relinquish the desired crackers? After all, this is 'The snack that smiles back"! Then, his little eyes lit up, he leaned over to Aria and told her "Aria, if you eat that, it will give you gas!"

Nice try Bud.