It was an average Thursday. Alex was napping and Beau was busy playing with her pretend daughter Asalyn on the living room floor. Beau was teaching her how to drink her fake tea properly when her stomach growled very loudly, jolting her back to reality from her world of butterflies and rainbows.
"Ooops, my tummy farted! I better go get some food to keep it quiet."
I cant make this up people.