My wee girl has a new favorite game. She'll wait until I'm happily relaxing in the bathtub, then lie down on the bath mat, and silently fart. Of course her emissions are warmer than the surronding air, so they rise, then cool and sink again, forming a poo scented layer over my bath water. And then she hides while I jump out of the bath to hunt down her innocent brother and accuse him of pooping in the house, before I realize that the poo smell is magically confined to the area immediately surrounding the bathtub, because it's just her smelly little puppy farts. Sadly she has fooled me not once, not twice, but three times... this month.