People have asked me since before the girls could talk if they have their own language. And my answer has always been a pat "no." They don't. They speak English and a smattering of Spanish words. That's it. The end.

Except lately I've noticed as their play has become more and more imaginative that their vocabulary is going down that same path. I chalk it up to the fact that they play together and not that they're twins, but they do have some stuff that is entirely their own language. Four examples immediately come to mind.

The first two are games they play. I don't even know how the games are played (and when I've asked, they refuse to tell me), but they are called rockabolly and podidot. When one says "let's play podidot" to her sister, she knows exactly what that means.

The other two are food names. These seem strange to me because they decided to change the names, knowing full well what the rest of the (English-speaking) world calls them. Shrimp are not shrimp. They're beginnies. And red bell peppers are peescents. I made a shrimp stirfry for dinner the other night and Buggy asked, "Are these beginnies?" I told her no, they were shrimp. She said, "Right. Beginnies. Belly! We're having beginnies for dinner!" Belly was pleased. She loves beginnies.

That's all I can think of at the moment, but I wanted to make sure I got it down somewhere so I won't forget. These are the things with which I will have great fun embarrassing them when they are older.