SH: Look! Fritz* sent me a text - it's a photo of the Padron peppers that they grilled tonight.
Me: Let me see. Did you tell him that we finished ours, too?
SH: Yes. I told him I had grilled some trout, too.
Me: What did he say?
[Shows me his phone. The text from Fritz asks, "Trouser trout?"]
Me: What's trouser trout?
SH: You know.
Me: No I don't.
SH: [Points at the relevant body part]
Me: Oh for pete's sake. How old is he? Twelve?
SH: Sweetie, we're all 12. You're the only one who's not.
* Not his real name but I want to protect the guilty here.