while working with the clay, billy holds up a small crumbled ball of clay. In a small voice he says,
"it's little tiny crap!"
as i pushed my bulged eyes back in my head, i thought for a moment then asked,
"a tiny CRAB?"
"Yeps." he replied as i let out a sigh of relief.
sidenote: we do have a family who interacts with each other by calling one another "ass face" so you just never know.