Back Seat Girl was sitting on my lap just now while watching Clifford. She let a very loud toot go, and me, being the very mature person I am, began laughing. Since I was laughing, BSG decided it was OK for her to laugh, too.
Me: What did you just do? Did you just toot on my lap?
BSG: Yea, there are toots on your lap now!
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She is a gassy, um, I mean classy little lady.
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