Car pool conversation...

   It all started with an audible toot in the back seat.  Normally, I wouldn't even call attention to it, except to point out that the culprit should say excuse me, but this morning, it sparked a little concern.  Molly had refused to go to the bathroom before we left the house, and I was more than a little afraid of accidents on the way.  Our conversation went something like this...

Me  "Molly, did you toot?"

Molly  "No...no mommy" (with a completely offended tone that is impossible to convey in writing)

Me  "Colin, did you toot?"

Colin  "No mommy...I think you tooted."

Me  "You can't blame it on me guys, I know I didn't toot."

Colin  "Yeah you did, you tooted." (giggles the entire time)

Me  "Are you guys sure you didn't toot.  Do you need to go to the bathroom?"

Colin  "OK, I didn't toot...It was just my butt doing a trick."

Me (Completely uncontrolled laughter)

Colin  "What's wrong mommy, why are you laughing?"

Me  "Because that was hilarious little dude." (Continued laughter)

Colin  "Well, I guess I tooted, but it is not nice to laugh Mommy"

Me  "I suppose you are correct Colin, but I think I liked your first explanation better."