H, your breath smells like fresh roses in the springtime.

Mine, on the other hand, apparently does not.

See, we were getting ready for bed last night and I turned and said something to you.

You contorted your face in disgust and without hesitation said:

“Aghh. Your breath smells like fart.”

Now I know that a four-year-old does not need to be running around saying “fart” all the time – when “toot” will do just as good in nearly every situation.

But it was hard to keep a straight face – so hard that we didn’t.

Everyone had a good laugh.

I love you.

-Dad