Me: Hey Ian, what color is my hair?
Ian: (Long pause)...red!
(I hate to admit it, but there is some red despite my best efforts for blond. What can I say, my color comes from a box.)
Me: Hmmm, what color is your hair?
Ian: (Looks puzzlingly in the mirror.) Gray.
(This is actually a pretty good answer considering his hair is mostly dark blond with some streaks of light.)
Me: What color is Daddy's hair?
Ian: Gray! (Yep, and I know who helped make it that way.) Black. (There you go!)
Me: What color is Laurel's hair?
Ian: Silver, silver like the van.
Ok, wow, I'm impressed. He's all of 27 months, and he's using similes. Way to go little man!