Clocks

The clock in the living room.










The clock in the kitchen.











Brennded came up to me and grabbed my hand, dragged me into the kitchen, points and asks, "Mommy, what is that?"
"It's a clock." I tell him.
He then proceeds to drag me into the living room, points and says,
"Mom, it's a clock."
"You're right!"
"Mom, it's a clock!"
"Yep, you are so smart little man."
I was very impressed that he realized that they were the same thing even though they are two different shapes.