"My body is in my pants!" - Elijah Whitaker, 2 1/2 years old.

loL! Oh man. I guess I have to explain just a little. I had a great day. Babysat the Whitakers tonight. All 6 kids. Yep, even Zach, the highschool senior. Zach and I were talking about our tastes in music and movies. What our definition of "bad" is. It got to a strange "who's badder" competition, to which I always lose because I like to hide my darkest side. Plus, I don't want to encourage these Premies to be bad. We even talked about girls titties (his word, not mine!) being exposed in movies. Which movies had 'em. loL! Their dad is my BISHOP. And then the conversation swung to kissing.

Oooh. Kissing. I said I had nothing against that. Big smile.

"Ewwwwwwwww" says Zach. (He's just playing, he's had his fair share of girlfriends since he turned 16 and has kissed them, I'm sure) "What do you teach Eli in the nursery?!"

I just laughed and said to Eli, "Remember we learnt that we have a body?"

Zach asks him, "Do you have a body"
"Yeah."
"Where?"
"In my pants."

We laughed so hard, I nearly choked on my Double Cheeseburger. Eli thought it was so funny, he went around telling everyone "My body is in my pants!"

I hope he doesn't wake up tomorrow and tell his mom that.

I told him that my body was in my pants too, (still is, sorry to disappoint ya) and that I guess it was a good thing that it was inside and not out.

Speaking of bodyparts, I just about died laughing today when I read Jared's blog today. Him going bra shopping with Jessica. I could so see that - even though I have no clue how she looks like.

You know people ask if you see the cup half full or half empty? Jared likes to say how the cup is twice as big as it needs to be. Amen to that, yo. My problem as always. That's what those nice water push up pads are for.

They're great - except when they burst in your underwear drawer.

What, you mean stuff like that only happens to me?