David received a set of Wayside School books by Louis Sachar for Chanukah. They are silly and funny and perfectly suit an 8-year-old's sense of humor. The other night at bedtime, I read him a chapter that began with the following sentence: Sharie brought a hobo to school for show-and-tell. By the time I got to the second page, he was asbolutely cackling and I was laughing so hard that I had to call Ritu into the room to finish reading.
The next morning, David wanted to bring the book to school because one of his friends thinks hobos are hiliarious. By this point, I was starting to feel a bit on the politically incorrect side and decided to do my parental duty by clarifying the difference between hobos and homeless people. (And let me tell you, I have yet to find the specifics of this distinction in any parenting book). I began by saying, "You know, David, there are hobos and then there are--" Proud of his knowledge, he immediately interrupted me and filled in: "HILLBILLIES!"