The other night Ken offered Reid a choice of towels as she was getting out of the tub. It went something like this:

Ken: Okay, Reid, it’s time to get out. Do you want the purple or green towel?
Reid: It’s blue *actually*, Daddy.
Ken: (sighing) Well, do you want the blue or green towel?
Reid: The blue one.

On the bright side, Reid knows her colours. She also knows that Ken doesn’t see colours like we do. Now she just needs to learn to answer the intent of the question when there’s been a mix up. I don’t know if I would have resisted the reflexive correction, though. Fortunately, Ken has a thick skin and lots of patience.