The Dormouse, who is the only one of us who wasn't sick last week, has been confined to the house because of our lack of ability to sit up and stay conscious at the same time. She's gone a little bit cabin feverish.

Yesterday, she was sitting here mumbling non stop as she is wont to do. Suddenly the both of us hear the word "penis" somewhere in her blather.

KingofHearts: "What's 'penis'? What are you talking about?"

Her: "It's one of your private parts, Daddy."