This happened months ago, but I just thought about it and it put a smile on my face.
We were out to dinner with Theo's friend Jasper, whose dad is an artist. Jasper told us that her daddy is a painter.
"My daddy is a painter, too," Theo said, proud and excited. I corrected him and told him no, his dad's a photographer.
"But he painted the wall in the kitchen purple! Remember, it was blue? You forgot?"
(I won't ruin the charm of this story by mentioning how we had to have a professional come in and fix the job.)