So last Sunday, I was playing piano for the little kids during their song time at church. The three year-old class ("The Sunbeam Class") was late coming in. Their row is right up front, near the piano. And since they were late, the teacher was trying to get them in quietly. This is what I hear next - and in very loud "outdoor" voices:
Sunbeam #1: Who Farted?
Sunbeam #2: Yeah! It smells like a FART!!!
Sunbeam #3: Sometimes when I Fart I feel bubbles!
At this point the teacher the teacher tries to "shush" them again. She looks at me and can't contain her giggle any more. We both start cracking up. I begin to laugh so hard I cry, and can't hardly see the music on the page in front of me.
Ahhh - the joy and honesty of 3 year-olds. Quite refreshing, isn't it? (Unless it smells like a Fart!)