I remembered about this for some reason the other day and realized I never wrote it down. It made me laugh and laugh, so I thought I would write it here, though Dorothy may never forgive me when she gets older, heh. 🙂
(probably a year or so ago . . . )
Dorothy fufered (our word for passing gas, foo-fer) and looked at us in surprise.
“Excuse me!” she proclaimed, “My bum burped!”