We drove through a shopping mall parking lot, passing a big red lighted sign that read "Shoe Carnival."
Julius asked, "What's Shoe Carnival?"
Tristan asked, "Do they have bouncy houses there?"
"No," I said. "It's a store that sells shoes."
Both boys sat in silence for a moment and finally Tristan said, "That's not a very good kind of carnival."
(As someone who isn't a big fan of shoes and shoe-buying, I would have to agree.)