The Clown

After the new thrill of playing laser tag with Heidi at Sports Fusion last night, Yali had only one beef with the whole experience. He did not like the clown waiting for him at the end of one maze. He told me all about it that morning…

“Mom. Vermeer doesn’t like clowns. Mrs. V doesn’t like clowns. I don’t like clowns. Crackers doesn’t like clowns. I play laser tag with Heidi. I hate clowns and spider webs. I don’t like clowns. His haaat… and his nooose… and his clooothes… and his shoooes… I don’t like clowns. Vermeer doesn’t like clowns. Mrs. V doesn’t like clowns. Puck doesn’t like clowns. Big J doesn’t like clowns. You don’t like clowns. I don’t like clowns. His haaat… and his nooose… and his clooothes… and his shoooes… and his pants. I don’t like clowns.”