Whoopie!

Esther is obsessed with farting. I don't know why since I'm quite the prude when it comes to bodily functions. She even offered "Poopy Pants" and "Farty" as suggestions for Seth's name before he was born.

That is why Stuart thought she would love a whoopie cushion for Christmas. When she pulled it out of her stocking, my brother Evan took it and filled it with air. Then he let it rip. She ran away crying. The whoopie terrified her.

Maybe Stuart can be in charge of stocking stuffers every year.