The other day M came up to me and said that she lost the clown that Anna gave her. For the life of me I could not remember Anna giving her a clown. "What clown?"
"No mom, not clown, clown." Wow, this conversation was going nowhere fast. I gave her one of those weird looks I get when I have no clue what is going on and she continued. "You know, the clown that came with the Barbie that Anna gave me?" My mind began rapidly searching the recesses of my brain trying to remember this crazy clown and wondering why a Barbie came with a clown in the first place. And then it dawned on me. "Oh, the cRown that came with the Barbie?!"