So, the other night I'm getting the kids ready for bed, PJ's and all that. I get my 3 y.o. son undressed down to his undies, and send him off to the bathroom to go potty before he gets zipped up in his PJ's. My 5 y.o. daughter is in the chair to my right. As my son is on the hopper, I get hit with a giant gas pain. So I lean sideways, and crank out a monster.
I yell, "Son, come quick! I just farted! Come smell it!"
So..being 3, he comes running from the bathroom, pulling up his pants. He sticks his face right in the chair behind me. He recoils and exclaims, "Pee You! That really stinks, Daddy!"
And then my daughter sits up in her chair. "I wanna smell it, too!" So she comes running over and does the same thing. She takes a deep sniff, and then walks back over to her chair.
"Well," she says. "I'm never doing that again."