Out of the mouth of Missy...

Missy and I went to pick up a birthday cake for Matthew the other evening. Since it was later in the evening, it was pretty quiet there, and the lady behind the counter had her back to me. To get her attention, I leaned over the counter and said, "Excuse me..." Missy's head whipped around, she looked up at me and inquired VERY loudly: "MAMA, YOU FARTED??"