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careful who you're calling

The javelina returned this morning, but they were begging at the houses across the wash. Jack said to me, "Mommy! The javelina are back!" as he climbed up on to the fence. "Here, javelina!" he called. I joined him and watched as the javelina made their way across the neighbor's back yard. "Mommy? What are they really called?" Jack asked me. "Peccary?" I ventured, not sure if that was the proper answer. Apparently it was, because Jack cupped his hands around his mouth and hollered, "Here, pecker pecker!"

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Momma_Dee said…
It seems like the boys are most amusing when they don't even know it.
11:28 PM
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