Ellie D on pointe

We are sitting at the dinner table one evening, and Ellie has actually finished her dinner at the same time as all of us.  Mike had been complaining earlier that his stomach was feeling a little "off".

Ellie:  Daddy can you get up and twirl me around?

Mike:  Not right now Ellie, my stomach isn't feeling very well.

Ellie:  Is that why it smells in here?

I almost fell off my chair.  But for the record, I have no idea what she was smelling, and it wasn't Mike.