Pull my finger...

So it turns out my little lady of a niece has discovered one of the best elementary school jokes of all time.

Emma chased me around my front yard today until I promised to pull her finger. She did vow to not really pass gas when I gave in. But the noise she made with her mouth sounded pretty authentic.

Ahh, third grade. Life is getting more complex, but you can still captivate a room with a fart.