Beep Beep toot toot

I had received the book The Gas We Pass from my kind, wonderful, tactful, parents as a joke several Christmas' ago. It is in fact a children's book, that drives home the fact that everybody toots. Jeff thought that it would be a great book to read to the girls. It is now the most requested nighttime book. The girls are very serious about the subject matter. They don't laugh, they crinkle their little foreheads and ponder the enormity of an elephant toot. Tonight, Ella said that her toot smelled like a stunk (skunk). Then she began talking about who toots the most and determined that it was her sister Claire. Ella LOVES to blame everything on her poor little sister. I need to inform her that blaming it on the dog will suit her better later in life. Pretty soon Claire will be calling her out!