Conversation on the way up to bed after American Idol last night-
K: Mom! Mom! Feel my butt!
Me: Excuse me?
K: You have to feel my butt!
Me: Why? What’s wrong with your butt?
K: It’s hard! Really really hard!
Me: What do you mean?
K: Just feel it!
Me: (feeling her butt) Wow! It’s like marble! Have you been working out? Doing lunges on the playground at recess?
K: (giggles) No, just the usual stuff. Climbing on the playset and playing tetherball and stuff like that.
Me: Well whatever you’re doing, it’s working. You’ve got Buns of Steel!
K: Let me feel your butt!
Me: WHAT? No, really, that’s ok..
K: Just let me feel it! Turn around..
Me: Well wait ’til I clench up..
K: It’s not hard! It’s jiggly!
Me: I wasn’t ready! I wasn’t clenching!
K: Dad, come feel my butt and Mom’s butt!
K: I’ve got Buns of Steel, and Mom’s got Buns of Jello!