My Deviant Derriere

I arrived in Utah last night. Today, I spent most of the day pitching in, doing a little cleaning. By evening hours I was exhausted and collapsed on the floor, whining to my baby brother that I needed a massage. My baby brother is 6 years old. Kids that age don't know the first thing about massage. I was expecting to be poked or even tickled when I asked for one, but to my surprise, he started walking up and down my back like a pro! Clearly he had done this before!! He walked on my butt too, and started giggling. I asked him what was so funny, and he said, "Your butt is HUMONGOUS!" OH. MY. GOSH. That's freakin hilarious! After I had a good laugh, I told him it was ok for him to say that to ME because I'm his sister and I don't mind having a "humongous" butt, but if he were to say that to anyone else, he might make someone cry. Oh, the hilarity! What 6 year old uses the word "humongous" anyway? When I told him my butt gets bigger when I run a lot, he said, "Then maybe you shouldn't run so much." LMAO!!! It took me 10 minutes to catch my breath!