All In How You See It

I love listening to my kids talk about the world around them. Their perspective is completely different than an adult's on just about everything, and they don't miss a thing. Anyone's house that we've ever been to is more awesome than ours. (Although my child did tell someone once that their house was "kinda small." Talk about wanting to sink right on through the floor! Fortunately, the lady had been around kids who speak their minds and didn't take offense.) Speaking of houses, we once went to a birthday party in a home that had a large chandelier and a huge formal dining table, complete with chairs upholstered in white. My kids were completely floored. Savannah kept looking at me and saying, "Mom, these people are like, royalty or something! This is a princess table!"
Any kid that owns a toy they don't have is "SO lucky." Never mind the fact that they have a zillion toys, they just know that they want a zillion and one. Are they spoiled? Yeah, probably. Are they brats? No way. Wait, let me clarify that. They have bratty moments, just like any child, but they are polite and respectful the vast majority of the time because I refuse to accept anything less.
As most of you know, we recently went on our second trip to California. As we have a fairly small, expensive regional airport in Tupelo, we generally drive to Memphis when we need to fly. Anyone who lives in Memphis can tell you that there are parts of town that are better than others. There are also parts that you'd better have your doors locked and plenty of gas when you drive through. Coming in on Highway 78, we have to drive through one of the less desirable parts to get to the airport.
We were rolling along when we passed The Pony strip club. In addition to the building being painted Pepto Bismol pink and purple, this charming establishment also features huge chrome horses on the roof. Naturally they are stallions, rearing up and showing off their decidedly human, but also square genitals. That in itself is weird on so many levels.
My kids began to scream the moment it came into view. "Look, Mommy! It's the HORSEY restaurant!" Remember when I said before that they don't miss anything? We were almost past it when I heard one of them begin to giggle hysterically. "LOOK! You can see their bladders! Oooh, and look right behind it! There's POOP! Mom, you can see his bladder and he has two little poop balls on him. That's so funny!"
Well, they got the ball part right - sort of! I guess it's all in how you see it, but it sounds like we are going to be having some anatomy lessons around here soon. Can't wait to explain why the horse's johnson is square and standing up. Thanks, pink Pony. Thanks a lot.