Tonight I was working in the kitchen and Ella was leaned up against the kitchen cabinets. She looked all sweet and innocent in her pink princess pajamas. "Sugar and spice and everything nice...."

While grinning from ear to ear, she lifts her leg and lets one rip. I don't mean a little toot...I'm talking a fart to mimic a sonic boom or my husband after a night of drinking beer and eating Mexican. I'm talking FART...big, bad, stinky fart.

I turn around and say "Ella, what was that?"

"Noise" she replies..."from my butt."

Then in her most endearing voice she says, "Again" and lifts her leg again and dropped a bomb.

I can promise you all that she has NEVER witnessed this behavior from me. She may have heard me "toot"...real lady like...but I have never lifted my leg and let one rip. She has never heard me FART.

Guess who I can thank for this "passing of the torch" moment?

I won't name names or anything but I can tell you HE lives in THIS house and sleeps in MY bed.

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