Hot Shakin' Llamas

My sister and her family came down for the day yesterday and the kids had a blast playing. My five year old niece was an absolute hoot. She is at that fun age where her mind is going a bazillion miles a minute and she isn't afraid to share all her cooky thoughts (unlike my almost 8 year old niece who is already exhibiting tween-like 'tude..... as in, I overheard her say "I'm ON the PHONE, Daddy!!!!!).

5 year old niece- "Cool people walk slow!"

Me- "Why do cool people walk slow?"

5 year old niece- "So they don't crap their style."

Me- "Don't you mean cramp their style?"

5 year old niece- "NO! CRAP their style."

Alrighty then. Although she does have a point. I mean, how cool could one be if they walked really fast and crapped their style? I mean, crapping one's style is the most uncool thing I can think of, actually.

She also told a tale of "hot shakin' llamas" (NO! NOT MAMAS) that for the life of me, I could not make heaads or tails out of but I think hot shakin' llamas is the most awesomest phrase ever. If I ever start a band, we will definitely be the Hot Shakin' Llamas.






(yes, my sister and I are well under way to beginning the next Aryan nation with all of our blond hair, blue-eyes spawn)