Gray, like the color

James can ask the most questions of any little boy I know. And 89.9% of his questions are not trivial  Every now and then you will get a "why are clouds white" kind of question but most of his questions make you wish you wonder if you even graduated high school. Or kindergarten for that matter. For instance this afternoon he asked why color was every where. Huh?

He says: Color. Why is it every where you look. Every where you go there is color. There's never not color any where. How come?

Me says: Uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, well son, that's a right good question you got there. Uhmmmmmmmmmmmm, well I guess the good Lord just wanted our lives to be full of color. Color makes everything so much better. Like (picture a smartie pants moment in my head) what if those trees over there were not green but gray? How boring would that be? And what if our house was not red bricks but gray ones?

He says: Uh, mom, gray IS a color.

Yes. Yes it is.