Inside the head of a seven year old boy must be a rather odd place. This morning's parting shot before leaving for school:
Mum, is there a way to get into the fridge? I mean could we take out the food and shelves maybe? Léon! It's cold enough! Why do you want to get into the fridge? I don't. I just want to see if that wee light that is on when you open to door goes out or stays on when you close the door!