"Mummy, why are you not allowed boomerangs in town?"
At which point my Wife asks him to repeat himself, assuming she has misheard. He says the same thing again, word for word. My Wife looks up, wondering what has prompted him to ask this. At which point my Son points out the following sign:
Quite simply, this is one of those magical moments that makes having children a joy.
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