Uncle

We are having dinner with our dear friend Carmen.  Carmen has spent more time with Legend than any other adult (other than his parents), mostly because she lived with us for a year.  Legend adores her.  He talks about her from time to time, usually in reference to a guitar, skull, or dinosaur, which makes sense if you know Carmen.

At the dinner table...
Legend - "Hi Uncle Carmen."
Me - "Auntie. It's Auntie Carmen. Or just Carmen."
Legend - "No. Not auntie. It's uncle. Uncle Carmen."
Carmen - "I've been called worse."

Cody - "Carmen is a girl so you say auntie. Auntie Carmen."
Legend - "Carmen a girl? Carmen not a girl. Carmen's a boy. Like Legend."
Cody - "This is getting worse. Maybe we should just stop talking..."

Legend - "Carmen girl? Like mommy? Two girls. Uncle Carmen, you have a baby in your belly, like mommy?"
Carmen - "No. No baby."
Legend - "Daddy a boy. Legend a boy. Mommy a girl. Carmen a girl. Two girls."
Me - "Yes."
Legend - "No. Carmen's a boy-girl. Uncle Carmen, you a boy-girl?"
Carmen - "No, I'm a girl. Like mommy."

Me - "Legend. It is Auntie Carmen."
Legend - "Auntie Carmen is a girl?"
Me, relieved and a little exhausted - "Yes."

A few minutes later...
Legend - "Uncle Carmen. You want to go park?"
Carmen - "Sure, Legend. Let's go to the park and play soccer."