Nash's Natter

I came home yesterday, and Big Dawg was in the kitchen, Nash in the living room wrestling with Seger. I kiss my men hello, and give Seger a squeeze, and Nash whispers: Mom, come here. I have a secret. I bend down, and he whispers in my ear. Daddy just farted. I look over at Big Dawg who grins sheepishly and replies "guess we better watch what we talk about now that we have a tattle tale"!