Last night, while I was reading him his bedtime story, I kept asking him the colors of the trucks.
"What color is this truck?" I asked.
"Yellow green" he said.
"No it is red. What color is this truck?" I asked again.
"Yellow green," he said.
"No it is blue. What about this truck? If you can guess the right color you don't have to go to bed!" I bribed.
"Yellow green" he smiled.
"Ugh! It is blue again! Well how old are you?" I knew he could get this one.
He looked at me blankly.
I held up two fingers, "Are you this many?" I probed.
"Peace!" he said.
Well at least he will be cool in school.