Hot Air Balloons

 Last Saturday morning at breakfast, Keith informed Edward, Aunt Jane and Aunt Gillian that "red and yellow" were "up up high".  He was very insistent, particularly after Edward suggested that the yellow was Mr. Sun.  They looked out the window to see several colourful hot air balloons float by.  Yet another increasingly frequent occasion when we are put in our place by our resident two year olds!

PS:  They had their hair cut that afternoon... Keith was (again) very vocal about his dislike of such chi chi institutions as hair salons, Evelyn spent most of her time studying Keith melting down, and Colin was making faces at himself in the mirror.  Pretty much the status quo.