During last night's bath:
Her: (raspberry for no apparent reason)
Me: What was that?
Her: (giggle, second raspberry for no apparent reason)
Me: You're a goofball.
Her: (laughter, third raspberry for added comedic effect)
Me: You should like a trumpet!
Twenty minutes later, now out of the bathtub:
Her: Let's go wead a book.
Me: Okay which book do you . . .
Her: (loud fart)
Me: . . . want to read?
Her: (with a dead serious expression) NOW I sound like a trumpet.