Driving home from school the other day, after a late meeting, with my two little guys in the backseat. Puck, age four, was remarking on the dark, heavy clouds on the horizon to his brother Buddy (age 7).
Puck: "Look at that! Look at that black cloud! It's a tomato cloud!
Buddy: "What do you mean tomato?"
Puck: "A tomato a tomato!! It is so black it is a tomato! It is going to be a tomato with black clouds, rain, wind, snow, and a WIZARD!!!"
Buddy: "Oh. I think you mean a tornado. And a blizzard."
Puck: "NO. It's a TOMATO."