Jane: “…but Isis was such a powerful goddess, that she gathered up all the bits of her husband, and put him back together…”
Cinder: Except for his weenie, which got eaten by a fish.
Jane: Um… yes, actually, “…except for the dangly bits.”
Cinder: Does it really say that?
Cinder: Ah, penis jokes. Never not funny.
Flora: I don’t get it. I don’t go around making vulva jokes all the time. And neither do my friends.
Cinder: That’s because you’re all girls. And it’s a well known fact girls are not funny.
Flora: Mom! Cinder’s being sexist!
Cinder: Okay, fine, girls can be funny. But it’s a well known fact that dangly bits are funnier than non-dangly bits. That’s just the way it is.
Cinder: I can’t wait to read more of Cleopatra and her Ass.
Jane: Asp! Cleopatra and Her Asp!
Cinder: I just love reading about Ancient Egypt. The ASS-yrians. The PARP-ians.
Cinder: Fartians. No matter how you pronounce it–hilarious.
Flora: Mom? Are all boys like this?
Jane: Like this? All boys? Well, not all boys…
Cinder: But most are. Isn’t it great?
Flora: Do they grow out of it as they become men?
Jane: Um, well, some do…
Cinder: And most don’t. Isn’t that great?
Flora: And suddenly, I think maybe getting married to a boy isn’t such a great idea.
Ah. Yeah. We’ve had a “If Flora ends up a lesbian, this is why” moment in the past (read about here). And here’s another one. It will be her brother’s fault.
And just one more…
Jane: Ender, what the heck are you doing?
Ender: I protecting my penis so you don’t zip it!
Jane: Sweetie, I’d never–I never have!
Ender: You zipped Cinder!
Jane: Cinder! That was like eight years ago! Once! You told Ender?
Cinder: Hey, that sort of thing scars you forever.
Dangly bits. Funny. Yet vulnerable. Therein lies the humour, I guess?
Or do a search for anatomy talk.