"What?" I asked.
"A fart," he said proudly, "Is air that stinks."
"Who told you that?" I asked.
"No one!" he exclaimed. "I just wanted to know, so I farted on my fingers."
In unrelated news, we are having fun with the juxtaposition of our Little People nativity and Hanukkah dinner sets.
|Mary, Joseph, and their donkey adore the Hanukkah baby. You know, just like in the Torah.|