A Memorable Christmas Eve

This is a story that gets told every so often in our family. My Mom would probably roll her eyes at me if she saw me telling it again.
Well, hi, Mom. I'm telling it again, anyway. I don't think any collection of Jordan stories is really complete without this one.
I'm not sure exactly how old we were when it happened. If I had to guess, I suppose I might say maybe I was around seven and Jordan was around nine or ten. 
It was Christmas Eve. Although we weren't a particularly religious family, Mom had the idea to take the lot of us to church for a Christmas Eve service.
One thing I do remember is that the church was absolutely packed. It seemed like just about every seat was taken. Except for the pastor at the front, the massive room full of people was pretty much perfectly silent. 
Of course, it couldn't stay that way for long. Not with someone as tricky as my brother there. 
I don't remember much about the sermon. Like I said, I was a kid. I was hardly paying attention to it. And then suddenly, completely shattering the silence, was the most god awful loud fart I think I've ever heard. 
I felt it rumbling up the pew. I knew, without even having to look at him, that it was Jordan. When I did look at him, however, my suspicion was only confirmed by his smirk.
The pastor stopped mid-sentence. Everyone - and I really do mean everyone - turned to look at us. I have this very distinct memory of a couple hundred pairs of eyes fixed on our small family.
My brother wasn't done, though. Oh, no. That would have been too easy for my mortified Mom.
He took that moment, with everyone's attention on him, to silently point at our stepdad, Mike. No one said a word. Those hundred pairs of eyes turned to poor, innocent Mike and skewered him with their silent judgments. 
It was at that point that I chose to loudly proclaim, "Mom, I felt the pew vibrate!" 
I don't remember what happened after that, really. I'm not sure if we left, or if we toughed out the rest of the sermon with red faces. 
But what I do know is that I'll never forget Jordan's mischievous smirk and how he pointed at Mike. 
-Amanda J Tucker