This weekend while camping we played Taboo. I love Taboo because I kick ass at it. Especially if my partner is Doreen. We're like Will and Grace playing charades. We have so much history that one of us can say something that is seemingly completely unrelated and the other person will totally get it. Like, Doreen might say, "At camp Max was jumping up and down" and I'll say "DOCK!" Or I'll say, "What you think about when you sit in a car and stare at a fast food sign" and she'll say, "XENOPHOBIA!"

My parents had never played Taboo before, so we were introducing them to the game by playing lazy Taboo without teams, in which we just passed the cards around and each person tried to describe the word to everyone else. So when it was my dad's turn, he pulled out a card, looked at it, and then said, "Kelly, you should get this one." And then he thought for a minute, checked the card one last time to make sure he wasn't going to use any of the taboo words, and then he said, "Stuff your pants in the rear."

I looked at him completely perplexed, searching my brain for any possible meaning of stuff your pants in the rear. No one else was even trying, because seriously, what the hell could that even mean? In fact, they were all giggling because Dad had just said "Stuff your pants in the rear."

And then, before I even knew what was happening, I was standing up and screaming "WEDGIE!" And everyone erupted into laughter because, well, because I had just stood up and screamed "WEDGIE!"

But then Dad nodded and someone said incredulously, "Wait, you mean that's right?" And Dad smiled proudly at me and said, "Yeah. It was wedgie."

And actually, I've never seen my dad prouder. Those straight A's I got through high school, graduating from college PBK, having a strong marriage and a good job - yeah, he's proud of me for all that stuff, but I'm pretty sure those things pale in comparison to that moment this weekend when I stood up and screamed, such that it echoed through the campground, "WEDGIE!"