Richard Smallbone

One thing you don’t realize before you have kids is that, as much as you hope that through your knowledge and experience you will be able to teach them a little bit about life, you will end up learning so much more from watching them grow and explore on their own. One thing I’ve learned over the last few weeks is that any song, whether it’s on the radio, on a CD or tape, in a commercial or even just rattling around in your head, can be improved by swapping out one of the words and replacing it with “fart”.

There’s nothing like driving down the highway with a three-year-old belting out “IIIII’m coming up…so you better get the FARTING started!”

We’ve been listening to a classic rock station in the car lately because apparently Aidan is channelling a teenager from the 70s who just wants to take his axe and his amp and get on the road with his band. Mostly for the chicks. For that reason we’ve been treated to Kiss’s “I wanna FART and roll all night”, which is sometimes also improved to “I wanna FART and FART all FART, and FAAA-ART every FART!”