Boy Talk...

Last night on the car ride to the Peoria Rivermen hockey game, we heard a cry from the back of the minivan.

"Stop touching my nards..."

So I'm thinking, "What? What did he say?"

And we hear it again, "Stop it... don't touch my nards."

I had to have fun with this one... I said, "Stop touching your brothers balls!"

The whole minivan starting laughing, "hahaha.... she said balls..."

Boy talk... Is so much different... Than girl talk!