We visited a bakery with MOMS Club this morning. Well, not so much a bakery as the visitor center of a factory that produces breads and rolls. It's a local, family-owned company that was started by a couple baking in their garage that had been converted to a kitchen and hauling goods to the farmer's market in this car. (Or one like it.)
When the woman asked, "Does anybody know what carbon dioxide is?" Peeper (who never volunteers answers without being coaxed) shouted out, "Spit!"
Maybe she needs to come sit in on a few more physiology tutorials.