When Sacha got out of the tub last night, his naked butt came storming into the living room where I was sitting with my parents and Memère (grandmother), and he started chanting that he had babies in his testicles. I couldn't quite understand what he meant, so Tony explained the conversation Sacha and him had in the bathroom:
Sacha (lifting his man-organ to see underneath it): What these under mine pennis?
Tony: Those are your testicles.
Sacha: What hard thing in mine tessicle?
Tony: What do you think it is?
Sacha (changing his mind): No, not bubbles. Babies. Babies in mine tessicle.
Tony: Babies? How many babies do you have in your testicles?
Sacha: Two babies. One named Jacob.
Tony: Jacob? Like your friend Jacob or like Jacob in the Bible?
Sacha (truly thinking about this one): Like mine friend Jacob.
Once Tony was finished telling the tale, Sacha, realizing that my Memère was there, asks me: Maman, what tessicle in Fwench?
I turned to Memère, who was red from laughing: C'est une TRÈS bonne question, Sacha. Memère, connais-tu le mot testicle en français? (That is a GOOD question, Sacha. Memère, do you know the French word for testicle?)
Memère: Non. Je vais chercher dans le dictionnaire à la maison et te le dire. (No. I'll look it up in the dictionary when I get home and tell you.)
As it turns out, the answer is testicule. And one of them is named Jacob.