In a conversation about colors:
Josiah: I am brown.
Mommy: Yes, you are. What color am I?
[pause]
Josiah: You are orange.
[Hmmm. I would prefer peach. But technically, peach is just light orange. Okay.]
Mommy: Why do you think that I am orange and you are brown?
Josiah: Because you are a Mommy and I am four!
Mommy: Oh, so what color will you be when you are grown-up?
Josiah: Orange.
So I did set him straight but I don’t think he believed me. Orange is actually my least favorite color. Wish I was brown sometimes.
(these pictures are from the “Little Kickers” club that Daddy and Sam are coaching)
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