Farting and bee poop

Him (nudging me awake in the middle of the night): "Did you just fart?"
Me:  "What?"
Him:  "I thought I heard you just fart"
Me:  "Did you seriously wake me up to ask me that? I'm asleep."
Him:  "Were you really asleep or are you just pretending you were because you farted?"
Me: "You woke me up.  I don't know if I farted.  Maybe I did.  I can't be held responsible for things I do when I'm sleeping"
Him:  "You farted"
Me:  "I was ASLEEP!"

Since we were now awake because of my alleged farting, we ended up having this gem of a conversation:

"Did you know that honey is bee vomit?"
"Really?"
"Yea, I saw something on TV about it.  Isn't it gross?"
"No"
"No?  It's vomit!  Ew!"
"But it's from a bee.  It's not real vomit.  It's honey"
"Maybe it's bee poop not vomit.  I'll have to look that up."
"Bee poop huh?"
"Yea, if it is bee poop, would you still eat it?"
"Well yea, I mean, it's not really poop, it's honey"
"So if they labeled those little bears 'Bee Poop' you'd still eat it?"
"Well, when you're saying 'bee poop', it's not like real poop, it's honey, and it's good"
"What if I pooped honey, would you eat it?"