What You've Missed

So, I have heard through the grapevine I have had some disappointed blog stalkers....I know, I have been slacking in my blogging but I have had some very interesting weeks as of late (not interesting as in "blog worthy", interesting as in "all hail the porcelain throne") So, needless to say, blogging hasn't been on my to-do list. I do, however, have a couple of quips that might tickle your fancy, both of them being Kameryn related.
Let me start with the least recent: Lets say that about a week ago Kameryn was on her way down the lane to play with friends. For some reason, she wasn't content with me standing at the door to bid her farewell. She kept turning around motioning for me to follow. I walked to the corner of the house and then bid her to keep walking. She took 3 steps and then turned around. That is when it happened: she bent down, patted her knees with her hands, and said, "Come on Mommy, Come on!"
My daughter was calling me like one might call a dog. Where does she get that? Honestly! Sadly, I came to her.
Next: This one is a two part story, both parts equally as "embarrassing" and pathetic. Our good friends the Hancocks came out from SD to visit last weekend. On Friday we all got together for a BBQ and some games for old times sake. We, of course, wanted to play the "parlor game", a Dan and Kari original. It starts out with everyone writing 5 things on strips of paper. Play then follows in 3 rounds, the first being much like Taboo, the second like guesstures, and the third, a one word only round. (If you don't understand this, write for instructions because this one is so much fun!) Anyway, during round one, the Taboo round, it was my turn to draw from the bucket. I pulled out a slip that read "hairy women legs" (a topic which I know a lot about) Well, conveniently enough, I had just had hairy women legs and deemed it necessary to leave the party to go shave them. (That tells you how hairy they were, hairy as in, people could see hair from across the room, hairy) I started out by saying "I just had these, so I had to go home and shave" Everyone guessed hairy legs right away (I would like to think it was because of my good clue giving, not because of my reputation.)
Anyway, the phrase was "hairy WOMAN legs" not just "hairy legs" So, in order to get them to say "woman" I said, "okay, and I am one of these...."
It was at this time that my "good friend" Gwen blurted out "HAIRY MONKEY!!" Thank you Gwen. I thought we were better friends than that...apparently, however, you are not beneath name calling and fault finding. (By the way, I am totally kidding.) Gwen got the phrase "hairy monkey" from me. I use it regularly to explain my condition. However, for those not it the know that were at the party, which was everyone but myself, my husband, and Gwen. Gwen came across as a real jerk! He, he.
Now to part 2: It was maybe a day after this whole hairy monkey escapade, and mind you, I had just shaved my legs the day of the hairy monkey incident so I was going on maybe 1 day of "stubble". So, it was Kameryn's bed time and I had gone in to lay down next to her. (She was having some asthma troubles and so I was mostly in there to administer medicine.) We had been laying there for a couple seconds, exchanging idle chit chat, when Kameryn looked up at me and said "Mommy, you have poky legs." As matter of fact as any child could be. She didn't, however, just leave it at that: "I don't have poky legs, my legs are smooth. Your legs are owie, they hurt me." At this point she must have seen I was slightly embarrassed and ashamed because she suddenly reached out and stroked my arm "You have smooth arms like me" Thanks Kami.
Oh the shame!