Cindy and I had Mason alone in the car. It is during these times that he jabbers non stop. He chats when Kenzie is in the car, but when she's gone, his mouth NEVER stops. So, sometimes we play games, such as I Spy. Usually he spies the trim on the mirror, or the straw in the cup. Yesterday's surprised us a bit.

Mason: I spy something blue
Me: Is it inside the car or outside?
Mason: It's outside.
Me: Is it the sky?
Mason: No.
Me: Is it a blue car?
Mason: No. We passed it now. You can't see it anymore.
Me: Was it a tree?
(At this point Cindy had to turn the car around, so we were heading where we just were.)
Mason: Yes!! It was a Blue Spruce. There! There's the Blue Spruce (and he points to a Blue Spruce...or at least what he convinces us is a Blue Spruce because neither of us know better).