The other night, Bear took Keira out of the bathtub and helped her put on her new Tinkerbell underwear. As he was brushing her hair, she passed gas loudly.
Bear: "Hey, you just pooted on Tinkerbell!"
Keira (ruefully and totally serious): "Yeah...because I don't know her."
Given that policy, those of us who know her should consider ourselves very lucky.
Those of you who don't?
Beware.
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Too funny! Your stories always crack me up.
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