This morning Kerri was standing next to Daddy, who was washing dishes. This is the conversation that ensued:
Daddy: "Kerri, what are you doing?"
Kerri: "I am at the gas station."
Daddy: "What do you mean, you are standing behind my butt."
Kerri: "Well, when you fart, you make gas. So your butt is a gas station. I am just waiting for you to fill up your tank."
Life with Kerri makes me chuckle.