By Stephanie Dees

IMO: 3/5- Catchy title, inclusive, very unique subject

Every Thanksgiving, my family plays football at the elementary school across the street from our house. A couple years ago, My husband ran over our four-year-old nephew in an effort to catch a pass. There were tears and after that, our nephew was terrified of my husband, until…

I had babysitting duty and the poor kid had to be dropped at my office. Anrai was getting emotional (and bored), missing his mum. I texted Jesse and asked him to come take Anrai to frozen yogurt. He reminded me that Anrai no longer liked him, but we both decided that frozen yogurt may help change things. Sure enough, Anrai happily went. This was the beginning. But it wasn’t until our 45 minute commute home that their relationship truly took a turn. Somehow these boys discussed poop and farts for at least 30 minutes and their relationship was solidified; Nephew and Uncle were reunited.

The power of farts. Why are kids so enamored with such topics? I don’t know. But Fritz the Farting Reindeer by Humor Heals Us really cashes in on that infatuation.

My favorite parts are the uniqueness of subject… have you ever seen a Christmas story about flatulence? I would wager not. I also like that the goal is to show kids that it is normal to have embarrassing things happen with your body. The illustrations are good. All in all, it’s a fun book.

What I didn’t like, was that… SPOILER ALERT… Fritz makes Santa’s reindeer team and the book really didn’t say why. Did he work harder than the other reindeer? Was he the best one for the job? Not sure. But at least we know that you can be gassy and still accomplish your goals. Bottomline, any child that reads this will only hear fart and see the pictures of the green gas, and most likely be thoroughly amused.

Since our family loves all things Christmas; the solemn, the sacred, the traditional, the happy, and the cheesy… both A Christmas Carol and Fritz the Farting Reindeer fit right in.

And with that being said, I fully intend on bringing it to Christmas at the in-laws tomorrow so my nephew and my husband can bond over farts once more.

I hope you have a very Merry Christmas and that all the yummy food you eat doesn’t give you gas. But if it does… fear not! You can still make Santa’s team.