I think its a pan and gas station
Last night while Mike wasÂ fixing dinner,Â he pulled a saute pan out of the cabinet. Someone had sprayed or cooked something in it and did not clean it very well. As he was examaining the pan, he said, “What do you think it is?” Natalie walks by and says, “I think it is a pan”. I laughed so hard I had to go pee.
Tonight we were playing in the floor with the girls before bed. The girls were riding horsey on our backs and Mike tooted. We made fun of that horse because he had stinky gas. A minute or two later, Natalie hops on Mikes’ back and says lets go to the gas station we need more gas. I fell over laughing and Courtney went flying.