Hank: Mama, Do you know pêssego?
Hank: I don’t know. Is peach the fuzzy fruit?
Me: Exactamente (exactly).
Hank: Did you know I like pêssego?
Me: Not until this very moment.
Hank: I do. Oh, I do. I like to hold it in my hands and then bite in. I like the smell and the fuzzy and the taste.
Me: What else?
Hank: I had a whole pêssego at school. It was so very messy, but good messy. Can you buy pêssego for me?
Me: It would be my pleasure. And do you know what they call the sementes de pêssegos (peach seeds)?
Me: Peach pits.
Hank: That is silly. That makes my brain giggle.