Monkeyspawn was playing on her computer this morning and she declared, "Circuses can be dirty and wet." I'm not sure where learned that, since she's never been to one, but she often confidently shares random facts while playing on her computer. Or playing with her pet shop toys. Or, at just about any other time. I wonder where she gets that?
I promptly chimed in, "And there can be carnies there."
"What are carnies?" she asked.
Realizing I'd gotten myself in to trouble, since I really shouldn't denigrate anyone based on occupation, even people who smell like cabbage, I said neutrally, "They're people who work at carnivals."
"Ew, yuck," responded my darling child.
Huh. Aversion to carnies is evidently an inherited trait.
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