Heart Fart

Saturday morning found us cuddled up in bed, NightDaddy with his arm across my belly feeling our Piggelin attempting to kick my bellybutton from an innie into an outie. The following dialogue ensued:  

"You're right it does kind of feel like farts."
"Well, they'd be pretty hard farts by now!"
"Piggelin Hard Fart"
"It sounds like you said Piggelin Heart-Fart"
"No. That's what happens when you fall in love with the wrong person."
"What?"
"A heart fart."