This is a rerun from a few years ago . . .
When Lydia and I were getting ready for her birthday party she slipped away and went in my closet. Then she poked her head out and said, "Mom, thanks for letting me fart in your closet. Because I just did."
I managed to keep a straight face and said, "Lydia, that's not very princess like of you."
She responded vehemently, "Mom! Don't tell Ariel!"