Where I work, lunch is a team effort. Almost always, all the ladies in the office at QVCDC sit down for lunch together. Compared to my last job, where I always ate alone, it's an interesting and fun. Today. Kerry, our sassy receptionist told us all a great story.
A few days ago, her husband went upstairs to check on their 5 year old daughter, who was playing quietly in her room. He walked in to find her in the yogic "child's pose"-
with her shirt lifted up, and her pants around her ankles. She was also rubbing her rear with one hand. Understandably, he was a little freaked out. When he asked her what she was doing, she gave some distracted kid answer that really didn't explain the behavior.
Kerry's husband told her about it later than night, and they spent the longest time trying to figure out what might be going on with with their kid. They didn't want to keep bringing it up and pressing her on it, because 5 year olds aren't always the most straightforward about giving an explanation about things, and they didn't want to encourage fabrication.
Fortunately the mystery was solved at approximately 0:25:
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