On the way to Calgary we take a small car ferry. It's so routine now the kids hardly take notice of it, except to enjoy the opportunity to take their seatbelts off for a few minutes and grab a snack from the back of the van. Today, though, Fiona started asking if there were other kinds of ferries besides car ferries. What would they carry?
I told her there were passenger ferries, for foot passengers. Of course car ferries carry passengers too -- in the cars. We speculated that we could call the one that doesn't carry cars a foot ferry, rather than a car ferry.
"No, that's not a foot ferry," piped up Noah, from where he was lolling against his seat, seemingly half asleep. "A foot fairy comes when you lose your foot. You put it under your pillow and she takes it and leaves money."
My kids are weird.