Jacqueline was wrestling with her dad and banged her pelvis on his knee. She fell to the floor, half-giggling, half-yelling, “OW MY FACHINA HURTS!”
Me: “Your, uh, what?”
Jack: “My FACHINA.”
Me: “Are you saying that on purpose?”
Jack: “Of course!”
Me: “Because, it actually makes sense. The word is ‘vagina’, and you are from China . . . so it’s a China vagina.”
Jack: “My VaChina!”
Eric: “Oh lordy.”
