A conversation in our house this week...
O: Mummy, what colour do you think Easter is?
Me: Well, yellow I think. All the Easter chicks and the daffodils...
O: (cutting in) Mummy, daffodils are not Easter. Anyway, I think it's brown.
Me: Oh, OK...
O: For the Cross and for the crown of thorns...
Me: (eagerly) And the chocolate eggs
O: (with a look of haughty and pitying disdain): Mummy, I am talking about the TRUE meaning of Easter...
Me: Oh, right. Sorry about that....
I was definitely put in my place....
