And he thought Angela Lansbury singing (it was on the Christmas station) was a witch. Again, not too far off. Then there was the adult choir singing with an orchestra (once again on the Christmas station). He asked, in all sincerity, if it was Indians singing. "Of course it is, Sweetie," was my reply.
This kid amazes me when he's not driving me bananas. The questions he asks, not the above ones, show me that he's putting things together, which is exciting and a little bit scary for me. Yes, I have the interwebs to consult when he asks me something I don't have the answer to, or I make something up which will probably come back to bite me, but I just know he's going to give me a run for my money. As will his younger sister. And his younger brother. We actually hot glued their pants to the floor in order to capture this rare moment.