Boy1 and I love talking to Boy2 about colors. He learned them all very early and well. And he identifies a lot of things by color.
Today in the car Boy1 asked Boy2 the following questions,
"What color is your school?" It's yellow.
And he's right, the entry hall is bright yellow. There are, obviously, lots of other colors at the school but that's apparently the important one.
"What color is Mama's main work?" Red.
The sign is indeed red.
"What color is Mama's other work?" Blue.
"What color are Mama's eyes?" Blue and purple.
Well, yeah, they're blue. But purple? I asked him why purple.
We were home by this point. He touched, very gently, underneath my eyes.
See Mama? Right here. You have two purple bruises on your eyes.
Husband doesn't beat me so I'm thinking my dark circles have gotten out of hand.
And I'm thinking I need to start wearing cover-up. Or something.