Say ahhhh...

Alex has no fear of the dentist. She just had an appointment, and looked forward to it... no, longed for it, for two weeks prior. Why? Because she remembered that the dentist had a train. From six months ago.

She asked if the dentist was a doctor. Yes. "The doctor has fishes." she said. Well the dentist is a doctor but not the kind of doctor that has the fish... the dentist just has a train. "A fish train?" No.

We were called back and she asked to see the train. It is on a rail overhead, and the hygenists cooed and aahhed and turned it on for her. She smiled and clapped. Aahh! Then they turned it off to get down to business. "Why did the train stop?" she asked.
"It has to pick up the people!" several hygenists quickly answer as if prepared for this line of questioning.

The cleaning went well. She showed off her brushing skills. She opened wide. She chose strawberry paste because, "strawberry is my favorite because I like it because I had strawberries last night, but not strawberries, strawberry ice cream but it was cold because it was in the freezer." Now the other hygenists were ignoring their patients and adoring her.

We were waiting for the dentist to give the final thumbs up, and they turned the train back on. It went round and round, she smiled and clapped. Then it took a turn too fast and derailed. "What happened to the train?" she asked.
"It crashed. No big deal, they'll pick it up later." I reassured.
"But what about all the people it picked up?" She cried. Brilliant.
Multiple people, at this point, asked how old she was... and promptly told me to shut up and that I was a liar.