"Do not go in there!"

Lizzy is a little (ok, a LOT) gassy this weekend. She sat on my lap at the football game last night, and her farts kept me warm, despite the snow. Tonight we were at a friend's house and she ripped one that echoed on the chair. And just now, she came out of her bedroom and exclaimed "Whew! Do NOT go in my room... it really, really stinks in there!". She totally takes after her father, by the way!