The other night I had salad for dinner. As I've mentioned before, Megan detests the smell of my salads. And we're not talking egg-salad, but just the kind with lettuce, tomatoes, and such. It's not enough for her to sit at the opposite side of the table ... she has to clip her nose shut as well. Whatever.
Megan: Mom, did you just fart?
Megan: Because it smelled like one of yours.
After dinner, the girls bathed and then it was my task to comb out their hair. While I was doing that ...
Megan: Mom, did you just fart?Me: No, why?
Megan: Because it smelled like one of yours.
Me: Oh really? And just what do mine smell like?
Megan: SALAD!!
Naturally.
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