It was a normal Saturday morning. Brennan was cleaning the kitchen when Booth came rushing through the front door.
"Bones, look at what I bought at the garage sale down the street." He showed her an incredibly ugly carved figure.
"Booth, what is that? Did you actually pay someone for that thing? It's grotesque."
"Kona's not grotesque." Booth was offended. "He's a Hawaiian god. He's a companion for my Kalo lamp. I think I wanna redecorate my man cave with a Hawaiian theme."
"I think that's really some cheap trinket the native Hawaiians sell to unsuspecting tourists. I can't believe you like it. It doesn't even look Polynesian. I imagine it was made in China."
"I like him, and I'm gonna keep him. He's not any worse than that African fertility statue you have in our bedroom. You know the one with the giant di…."
Brennan's eyes darted toward Christine.
"di...mple. The giant dimple. Come on, Bones. That thing is just ugly. You know it is."
"Daddy?"
"Yes, Christine?"
"Are you talking about Mommy's statue in the bedroom that has the large penis?"
Booth's eyes were enormous as Brennan tried not to laugh. "Yes, Sweetheart, that's the one I'm talking about. Why?"
"I was curious 'cause I never saw a dimple on it. I'm gonna go look." Christine ran off to her parents' bedroom.
Booth looked at Brennan with surprise. "Where did she learn the word 'penis'?"
"It's better than the word you were going to use, Booth. She needs to learn appropriate names for body parts. She asked about it, so I told her."
"Fine. Whatever. I'm gonna take my little friend here and we're gonna go hide from your fertility statue. At least Kona here is rated G."
"I don't know, Booth." Brennan smiled. "Look where his hands are…."