The Shape of Things

While sitting at the busy intersection to leave Wal-mart:

Twyla: (from backseat) Hey Mommy, what is that thing?

Mommy: Where honey?

Twyla: (pointing to the right) Right there.

This is a very commercially cluttered suburban intersection, with all sorts of "things" of interest to a 4-year-old, everywhere. I can't see where exactly she is pointing.

Mommy: Can you describe it?

Twyla: (silence)

Mommy: 'Describe' means to say what it looks like, like what color it is.

Twyla: It is black and red.

Mommy: (looks around but doesn't see anything black and red) Okay, can you tell me what shape it is?

Twyla: Um... (pause) It kind of looks like a pee-pee.

Mommy: Do you mean a boy's pee-pee?

Twyla: Yes.

I look again to my right, and down the road just a couple hundred feet from us is this black and red sign.