In my weekly "I've gotta get back in shape" jaunt, the girls and I took advantage of the no-school-day and spent a bit of the morning sweating it up to a workout video. Midway through the video, my sweatshirt/pajama pant ensemble was getting a bit heavy for the muscles that obviously hadn't been used in many moons, so I shed the sweatshirt for a raunchy sports bra/pajama pants duo. With blinds firmly closed in an attempt to save any of the neighborly type from viewing Jigglefest 2010, we continued the intense cardio workout.
During the cool down phase, Abby came up behind me and placed both of her hands around my waist...
Abby: Why does your booty come out of your pants like this? If you squeezed all this fatness back down, it would make just one booty again.
Me (amused too much to be ticked off at her accurate portrayal of my back half): Hun, those are just love handles. Most everyone gets them when they get older.
Abby: Oh. Why are they called 'love handles'?
Me: Ummmmmmmmm, well........because they love to be there and won't leave. Don't you need to brush your teeth or make your bed or something?