Last week, we were riding in the car and Rufus was busy studying an anatomy book. Of course the book is age-appropriate. Otherwise, you could tear all the other pages out except the peety and peety pit illustrations because nothing else would grab his attention like that.
But he was engrossed in studying away as I drove into town. Suddenly he wanted to know...
Rufus: "Mama, what is a jen-eye-tall?"
Fatty: "Huh?"
Rufus: "A jen-eye-tall, Mama, a jen-eye-tall!"
Fatty: "Do you mean a genital?"
R: "Yes."
F: "Your genitals are your private parts."
Boudreaux: "THAT is QUITE enough."
Magoo: "Snake farm nasty."
Now, moving on to other body parts. This picture was taken tonight, as the rock band imitations continued. That is quite a yapper this one has on him. Is that down into esophagus that I can see? Is it his spine? Does he have a chicken bone permanently lodged in his throat? The anatomy book doesn't give me enough details to figure out this one.
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