Like a lot of the Monson men, sometimes I can be gassy early in the day. One morning Charlotte decided she needed to be in the bathroom with Mommy while Mom was getting ready for work, and Char needed to close the bathroom door.
Meanwhile, our dog Maggie was in the dinning room barking at unseen prowlers. From behind the closed door I could hear Char say, "Maggie! Bark!" in recognition of her dog's voice.
At that point I was walking out of our bedroom, and thinking I was a safe distance away, I let one rip.
Immediately Char yelled, "Daddy! Bark!"
Man, I can't get away with anything.
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