Black or white

This morning Orlando was singing "it doesn't matter if you're black or white".

He changed into five different outfits during the course of the day and was in a very lovely mood.

Every bedtime he asks us to read him the same book, a book that he is a little bit scared of (although it's not really that scary). He must get some kind of enjoyment out of being read it night after night.

He asked me if I could always wear my shiny leggings when I read him that book.

He is a curious boy. Adorably curious.