Grass in My Armpits

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I was sitting at the kitchen table the other day when Zachary went racing by me, throwing a piece of black construction paper at me as he flew by.

The paper had a pencil line scribbled in a funky pattern all over it with a big "X" on it. As he went racing by I asked him what it was. He yelled back over his shoulder, "It's a TREASURE MAP!!"

I looked at the map again and as he went flying by again I asked him what the treasure was. He was laughing and running ~ "It's ME!!" and then ran to hide {and giggle} til I found him.

Yes, my little boy ~ you ARE such a treasure!

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Kaleb and I were sitting on the couch together the other night and I had my arms behind my head, relaxing a little with him. He started playing with my armpit and then got the most horrified look on his face looking at the {mild} hair growing under my arms.

"Oh NO, Mommy! Grass is growing!!"

{I'll insert here that I do shave...really, I do!}

The next day when we were sitting at the pool {me freshly shaven}, he lifted up my arm to inspect my pits. He had a puzzled look on his face as he asked, "The grass is all gone?"

Must keep up the mowing!

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