What a Mouthful!

Last night, my boys snuggled under their covers as I read them a bedtime story, hanging on every word ... or so I thought. Until Colin came out of left field with what can only be described as the most disarming question of the century.

"Mommy, are these testicles in my mouth?"

Um?

Come again?

"... Uh, testicles?" I repeated after some hesitation.

"Yes," he said. "These things under my tongue. These little balls. Are they testicles?"

For the record, he was talking about this:

I'm pretty sure "mouth testicles" is the scientific term. ... Or not.

Once the threat of hysterical laughter passed, I told him that no, that's definitely not what those are called.

... Because Lord only knows what would happen if he went to school talking about the testicles in his mouth.