Being the only female in my house, I have a funny story.
My youngest at the time, he was 5, asked me in front of my husband if I farted. Now mind you, my husband and my 2 other sons at home are quite proud of their farts and let them rip .... So I casually told my son that girls don't fart. I said this very seriously. My husband had to walk into the other room so he wouldn't laugh.
So, my son comes home from kindergarten and tells me that girls must fart because Bella (in his classroom) was sitting on the rug in front of him and he heard her fart. I told him that this was probably some boy sitting next to her. Was he sure???

He looked quite puzzled but went with it.
Then, he went on a sleepover to his godmom's house and while they were going to bed, he asks her if girl's fart? Well my good friend lets the jig up! She turns the conversation into a biology lesson on how your body works. My son nearly tackled me when I picked him up ... in order to tell me that girls do fart!
Now, years later, when one slips ... he will always say, "I knew girls farted!"
