Cherub 2: Michael say's "Ow, my balls, ow, my balls, ow, my balls".
Me: Ok, that is enough. Do you know what balls are?
Cherub 2: Eyeballs.
Cherub 3: They are not eyeballs, they are balls, like weiner balls.
Cherub 2: No they are not.
Cherub 3: Yes, they are. Weiner balls. Weiner balls. Weiner balls.
Me: Ok, that is enough. That is potty talk, enough.
Cherub 3: Potty talk, balls, potty talk, balls, ha ha ha.
I think to myself, I am never going to survive boy talk. Also, cherub 2 obviously is a little sponge and gravitates towards the little boys that have some interesting things to say. We are in big trouble.