Last night, I swatted my little Beau in jest. I said, "Hey, boy! I swatted your bootie!"
To which he indignantly responded, "Nana, don't say that word."
"What word? Bootie?"
"Yes, Nana. We don't say that word."
"Okay, then, I swatted your hiney."
"Don't say that word either."
"Alright, then I swatted your bottom."
Finally, I said, "Then what do you call this?" And I pointed at the body part in question.
He laughed and said, "That's my bootie."
Do you have funny family names for various body parts?
I will tell you a terrible story about that. It really was traumatic. My mom always referred to my private parts as my "business." This led to statements such as "my business itches."
Okay, innocent enough, I guess. But when I was five, I was playing outside and said something to one of the older children who then said a most horrifying thing. She told me to keep my nose in my own business.
I still shudder.