Over-reactor

Marina went to my brothers' place last week to get an oil change and hang out with the gang. She picked up brownies ahead of time and brought them over for the kids. They were in the car in the heat for the drive over and therefore were warm as though just out of the oven. Little Z, who is seven, took a bite and said, "Why are these warm??" Marina looked right at him and in all seriousness said, "Because I farted on them." Clearly Marina is well aware that boys love to talk about farting and burping and anything gross, so she expected him to bust out laughing. He did not. Little Z burst into tears and even after Marina told him that she was joking, he refused to eat "The Fart Brownie." Lucky for his older sister, she didn't care what happened to the delicious treats-she gobbled hers down and went after Z's.