Ham Anybody?

This is another short edition of "Wyatt Says":

Saturday morning Wyatt came into our bedroom before we got up. Ryan and I were just lounging around and Wyatt was on the floor playing. I heard him saying something to Gertie (our pug), and so I listened up. He was saying:
W: "smell the shirt, Gertie, smell it."

Me: "what does mommy's shirt smell like buddy?"

W: "Ham"

I have absolutely no idea where that came from, we haven't had ham in ages and I'm fairly certain that I don't smell like ham.

Ryan and I were rolling!

Kids say the darndest things.