monkey shines

The other day, Sage was suffering some pain in her right leg (She's better now, don't worry), so we called for a manghihilot--or masseuse--from the base of our building to come up and take a look at her.

Naturally, I wanted to prepare Sage for what was going to happen beforehand, so as the masseuse was coming up in the elevator, I explained to Sage, "Sweetie, a manghihilot is coming over to see if she can make your leg feel better."

"Is the monkey a doctor, Mommy?" Sage asked, quite seriously.

"What?" I asked, confused. "What monkey?"

Obviously feeling that she was once again being asked to explain the obvious, Sage clarified patiently: "The monkey-hilot. Is it a doctor?"