W: After lunch is it snack time?

I just stared at her until she walked away.

A started singing a song in the car, "I've got a snack in my pocket...." This went on for a while and W joined in singing about various snacks.

W suddenly farted really loud and A immediately switched the lyrics to, "she's got a fart in her pocket..."

Me: A, what did you learn in Sunday school today?

A: Lots of things.

Me: Like what?

A: Like I want a snack, Mama.