A little funny :)

So I was in the car with CJ the other day and we were waiting for Daddy to pump the gas, and I was asking him all kinds of questions to keep him from crying and not being happy. So I asked him what his favorite color was. He thought and thought and didn't answer me. So I asked him if he knew what favorite means, and he told me yes he did, but I still told him " it is what you like the best". So I asked him again "What color do you like the best?" and he thought and thought and thought and then answered ... "five". I thought it was funny. He was trying to really think hard about the question but he wasn't thinking colors he was thinking numbers. :)