My young man loves sitting on the kitchen work surface and looking through circle journals when they arrive.
The morning my latest journal landed on our door step he was sat perched ready and waiting.
On the work surface was a huge bowl of oranges....
“Mummy” says he,
“Who decided an orange was to be called an orange?”
“ Im not sure” says me
“ummmm maybe it was God”.... Ok so bad Mom alert>>>Im not always able to give him the answers...so I improvise!!
“Oh” says he.
A long silence followed as I unpacked the journal from it’s wrapper when all of a sudden he asks
“Who then decided the colour orange would be named after an orange”?????
It had me thinking all day and just thought it was such a random question that I would include it in my latest journal which belongs to Kim.....theme random thoughts!
So come on then....tell me who gave oranges their name and then which bright spark decided the colour orange was to be forever known as orange????
Another quizzical question popped up during supper last night. He wanted to know how to describe the taste of salt without saying it tasted salty!!!!!!!!!!!
My guy is really opening his eyes to te world around him and his thirst for knowledge is so inspiring especially considering we were told by the "proffessionals" he would never be aware of his surroundings....yeah right...he's proving them wrong and making his old Mom a happy bunny.
Laterz hunnyz xxx