Last night while Princess Nagger was getting ready for bed, she was once again lamenting how much she missed me on Saturday while I was at Bloggy Bootcamp. The conversation pretty much went like this:
Me: “I know, but you have to go. It’s the law.”
Me: “Awww, that’s sweet! I missed you too!”
Me: “Well, I’ll probably go somewhere again, but we’ll figure out what fun things you and Dada can do so you won’t miss me so much. I’m sure there will be another Bloggy Boob…er, um, I mean Bootcamp I’ll be going to again in the future.”
PN (laughing hysterically): “You started to call it Boobcamp! That’s so funny! Bloggy Boobcamp! You’re a Boob Blogger!”
Me: “What? A Boob Blogger? How do you figure?”
PN: “Well, you have boobs, and you blog!”
And of course I had to run back out to my computer to blog about it. Because I didn’t want you to miss out on all the fun. You’re welcome.