It is a common phrase in our house. I even taught it to my 5-year-old. He loves to say it over and over again when I bring it up. It just takes saying it one time to get him going.
“Brown chicken brown cow! Brown chicken Brown COW!” He bebops through the house, laughing at its rhythm. His baby brother on the floor, trying to keep up.
Pan to my wife and me sitting at the kitchen table. I have one eyebrow cocked, gazing at her intently. We have just finished dinner and are getting ready to take the kids to bed.
“So whaddaya think?” I ask.
She sighs and chuckles, “We JUST did it.”
“Yeah, like two days ago,” I say.
She rolls her eyes.
“Wha-aat?” I protest, as if we haven’t had this conversation before.
“YOU,” she says as she takes the dishes to the sink.
I slink up behind her and wrap my arms around her shoulders. I plant a soft kiss on her neck. She smiles.
“Ok,” she says, “but you’re making bottles tonight.”
“Deal,” I say. I kiss her again.
The whole time, “Brown Chicken Brown Cow!” is playing through the house, providing the soundtrack to our clandestine agreement.
Later on in life, I’m sure my son will find out that “Brown Chicken Brown Cow” sounds somewhat like cliché adult film music, but for now we are safe using it as a code word for “doin’ the deed.” My wife and I have realized that playful banter between us helps keep the spark alive in our marriage. Using code words, acronyms, and other innuendos allows us to talk openly yet discreetly about our desires. It adds an element of danger and anticipation, and energizes us for what is to come. Lord knows we need energy. We have two children.
I love that we have learned to speak to each other on this level. We didn’t always get each other’s sense of humor, but it has all come together beautifully over the last 10 years. We speak our own language, and year after year we become exponentially closer. I can’t wait to see what the next 50 have in store, and what we will come up with next….Brown Chicken Brown COW.
Do you and your spouse speak your own language?