Friday, February 15, 2008

Roel-isms

I knew we'd start to slack on the entries. There's been a lot going on to distract us from the blog: sick kids followed by sick parents (us), house woes, augmented levels of sleep deprivation, increasing mobility/activity/general mischief-making on the part of one Susanna Nell, etc. So in case I'm called away again soon, like in about 30 seconds as Susanna lifts yet another piece of floor flotsam to her lips, let me get down a couple of tidbits that have been floating around in my mind lately.

Roel, learning about the Bermuda Triangle recently, now refers to it as the "Commuter Triangle."

The other Roel-ism came about when he experienced his first direct hit to the groin not too long ago. He cried pretty hard and as I tried to comfort him I explained that while it hurts girls and women to be hit there, too, it's especially tender for boys and men. He asked why it hurt so much and I told him that his scrotum is a sensitive area. Yes, we make a point of using anatomically correct language: no peepees or binkys (that's a Cahill family term) or bebots (a Tagalog word used in the Rosqueta household that, if I'm not mistaken, translates to "little thing." I'm just going to leave that one alone.) This family is penis, scrotum, vulva, and vagina all the way. Anyway, when I talked about his scrotum being sensitive, it threw Roel into a fit of giggles. That's a funny word, he said. I thought about it. Sure, I guess scrotum is kind of a funny word. (Frankly I find the whole male anatomy kind of...comical.) End of scene. The next day, as Roel and I were wrestling he said, "Hey Mom, watch out--you almost hit me in the squirt-em!"