As we were driving to Nana’s last night, my youngest looked up from his book. “Hey Daddy,” he said. “This page doesn’t have any color. It’s all black and white.”

Puzzled, I glanced at him in the rearview mirror. “The whole book is black and white, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” he said with a grin. “But this page is read all over.”

Well played, little man. Well played.