Hong Kong

My daughter and I having our weekly Wednesday dinner and had some spare time on our hands so we wandered around Target to waste some time. The have this new section called "Global Bazaar" and basically it's a bunch of home decor from various areas (Africa, Asia, India). They have some really cool stuff, but they are way overpriced. There is no way on earth I am paying fity (fifty for the non-ghetto) dollars for a basic clock. I don't care if it's from India. All the more reason it should be like ten dollars. You know they have some poor sweat shop kids making these clocks for like 2 tic tacs or if they are lucky maybe 2 chicklets.

Anyway, I digress. We found this mini statue that I really liked and wanted for my living room. This is the conversation that occurred between me and my daughter.

Me: "I like it. It would match the candle holder that's on the speaker."
Daughter: "It would but it's kind of scary."
M: "How is it scary?"
D: "It looks like those scary women from Hong Kong."
M: "What scary women from Hong Kong?" I was thinking very hard about this. Did she see some documentary at my house? I know she doesn't watch that kind of stuff when she is with her mother. What are they showing them at school?
D: "You know the ones from Hong Kong." Then she rolls her eyes to the back of her head and starts shaking her body.
M: Either she's possessed or she is watching some really scary crap. She was doing this for a good 30 seconds when it hit me.
M: "Oh, you mean KING KONG, not HONG KONG."

We were laughing for a good fifteen minutes. Then it hit me. What kind of crap am I letting my daughter watch. Aahhh, the joys of scaring your child. Priceless...