Mind Your Js and Ns

"I want to make..." 
The 98-year-old woman in the Sewing Group pauses––not because she has dementia (as far as I can tell, she doesn't) but because her native Spanish is far better than her English.
"I want to make . . . conejos".

Conejos?
Well, it's almost Easter and that sounds like "coneys", a word I think I've read in, is it D. H. Lawrence? * 

I guess, "Rabbits? Bunnies for Easter? With ears...?"

"Yes!" she says.

So I run downstairs to the computer and print out a simple Easter bunny pattern and take it back upstairs.

I show her the pattern. "Is this right? Cojones?"

She broke into a big, long laugh.

Conejos. Bunnies.
Cojones. Balls.

The Sewing Group cut out the felt (lucky we had some), I stitched the pieces on the machine, they stuffed them, and the bunnies turned out pretty well. Tomorrow I'll bring in buttons for los ojos.

*I looked up "coney" and reading its history, I think it's Tolkien I know it from, not Lawrence.  Though it's a game-keepery kind of word, so you can see how I'd attribute it to him.