I was in the living room folding laundry this evening while Misty gave Emily her bath. As they were drying off and putting on a fresh diaper, Emily passed gas. It cracked her up, and she proceeded to clench and concentrate in an effort to reproduce the experience. I didn't see this, mind you, but Misty was providing ample commentary. All of a sudden though, I heard a roar of "Grrrraaaaaa!" as Emily tried with all her might to fart.
These are the stories that are bound to resurface in 15 years or so.