My kids are at ther perfect age where I can mess with them using faux dirty talk.

When we get dressed for football practice and my son is adjusting his cup I’ll say, “Make sure it’s protecting the weiner and the nuggets” and get a pretty good giggle out of him. Bonus points if my daughter is within earshot because at her on-the-verge-of-being-a-teen-too-cool-for-you age, she rolls her eyes all overdramatically and says, “Why do you always have to say that when I’m around!”

Classic dad stuff.