I've never hated clowns. I've never really loved them either. Nate really wanted a balloon tiger from the clown, but that meant he actually had to speak to the clown, and that was a little much for him. To be honest, it was a little much for me, too. This clown was one of those ones that creep you out a bit, make you think "Why are you a grown man doing this for a living?" You know what I mean--one of those ones you keep a hawk-eye out for as they're near your kids, just to make sure all hands are appropriately placed, etc., etc. Okay, I'm sure he's a nice guy who is just trying to make a few bucks on a Saturday morning, but I got the heebie-jeebies!
So, why did I make Nate pose with this clown? In hindsight, I'm not totally sure. Maybe part of me thought that was the last clown we'll ever stand in line to see. Okay, maybe all of me hopes that will be the case.
And just to explain where we were....Adam's uncle is in the provincial (state) government here in Alberta and this was a fundraiser for him and his political party. It was actually a great event and I'm glad we went. They had a really yummy buffet breakfast, a jumphouse, face painting and a clown for the kids, and a few other fun things. We had a good time, despite the clown!
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