My youngest kid, the tweeny, 11 year-old Boy, recently expanded his vocabulary quite a bit, thanks to some older middle school athletes. With an unfortunate lacrosse birthday that pitted him against 6th and 7th graders rather the kinder, gentler, fart-obsessed 5th graders, he returned from the first lax tryout proclaiming: “These kids are really tall, really hairy, and they’re all talking about Izzy.” Izzy is our slightly older than her