Overheards- Clowns

Scene:  TD and I are out for a walk, just the two of us.  We pass by a house with the front door open so she can see inside their foyer.  A two foot high clown dressed in a green and gold lame costume is standing like a sentry in the corner.

TD:  OOOhhh, look at that clown.  I love that clown. I want that clown in our house.

V:  I don’t know about that. I don’t really like clowns. 

TD:  You don’t like clowns?! (This cannot be!  How can someone not like clowns?)

V:  No, they creep me out. Clowns scare me.

TD:  They scare you? Why?

V: I don’t know. They just do.  Some people just don’t like clowns. (I shudder as I think of all the scary clowns from my life- the red, white and blue one that hung in my nursery as a child.  I can still recall it as I peered out at it from behind crib bars.  IT.  Poltergiest.  Need I go on?)

TD:  Is it because they break into your house at night and crawl in through the windows and climb on your bed and dance on you yelling, “BOO!” (She does a little jig like a freaky leprachaun as she says all this.)

V: (I glance down at her with disbelief and a bit of frightened awe) Um… yeah, something like that.

I swear this kid has peered inside my nightmares.  I can’t decide what is more frightening. 

And congratulations to Kristen on her new baby girl!  What an amazing birth story!!