TMI?

I know there is a lot of banter going around the internet about over sharing and the lack of tact anymore with regard to what we'll write for complete strangers to read. But, it's not like it's about me.

Last night as we waited in the car for Shane to run in to the store and grab a new bottle of children's Motrin, Peyton let fly a toot that seemed to have a little (or a lot of) substance to it. I said, "Peytie, don't. Your gonna poop your pants."

Her reply?

"No I not. I wearing leggings."