The Prettiest Thing She Had Ever Seen

We went to a little fair in a little town with some dear friends this weekend. Upon seeing the collection of rusted rides Margaret yelled,

OH MOMMY! IT IS JUST LIKE DISNEYLAND!

Yes. Men smoking cigarettes and spitting into the dust while operating the Ferris Wheel is just like Disneyland. Honestly, I had to remind myself we were not, in fact, at the happiest place on earth. Really.

I couldn't decide whether her proclamation had more to do with the magic or ignorance of childhood. It was sweet that a collection of twelve rides with peeling paint made her giggle with excitement. It was slightly disturbing when she said,

THIS MERRY-GO-ROUND IS THE PRETTIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN IN THE WHOLE WORLD! IT IS MADE FOR PRINCESSES!

The poor thing was missing half of its horses and tilted precariously to one side. I swear that some of it's interior mechanisms were being  held together by barbed wire.  And that was the prettiest thing she had ever seen.

We may need to get out more.