Poots and Toots

We got back from the Mardi Gras Party in good spirits, but this achy body needed to rest with my feet up.  I sat on my bed with my computer on my lap.  As usually happens, the kids all came into the room.  They started talking excitedly about the great time that had at the party.  Keener was very chatty, when suddenly a series of "poots, or toots" started coming from her bum bum.  In the joy and excitement of the moment, I could not help but laugh and laugh.  This set her off laughing and when a few more "toots" came, I think everyone was laughing.
The sweetest laugh is the laugh of a child.