Ewww... That's stinky!

This past weekend we had some great family time. Jeff happened to be home all weekend and since the girls are back on their schedules from our vacation Jeff and I weren't super stressed out. (Warning to the wise: taking 2 kids on vacation is less of a vacation than if you'd just have stayed home. Our next vacation will be a staycation where we still send the girls to daycare and Jeff and I spend a week in the baby pool on the deck!)

Anyway, we took Sophie to Orangeleaf after seeing Brave (totally recommend by the way). While there we decided to walk in to "The Bluegrass Barkery" which happened to be kind of cool and not what I was expecting. I picked up a new gentle leader collar for Jake and the woman who was running the store let Sophie pick out some free treats to take home to Jake.

While picking out the treat's with Jeff and this woman, Sophie loudly announces "My daddy farted!". I was in a different part of the store and starting cracking up. I couldn't help myself. Jeff of course defends himself and says he didn't.

Turns out he really didn't fart. Sophie farted and then blamed it on daddy. Which is pretty awesome, as long as you aren't the one she's blaming the fart on!