It was a Friday night and I was getting Miss C ready for bed. She had just come out of the shower so I was helping her get dried. She wanted to show me some of her ballet moves she had done that afternoon with her ballet teacher.
"Show me how you do your jumps at ballet" I said.
Miss C stood up straight and tall. She put her feet into first position and her arms out-stretched in a long line.
"This is how my ballet teacher does it!"
Miss C bent her knees slightly, preparing for her jump into the air. As she pushed off the ground and jumped, she farted. She landed and placed one hand over her bottom and the other over her mouth to stifle her giggle.
"Pardon me" she said, trying not to laugh.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that is not how your ballet teacher does her jumps!"
Miss C burst into fits of giggles. And so did I.