The cute thing with the lemons

On the weekend Mr Daddy took the little dude down into the garden. He (the child, not the grown man) spotted the lemon tree and decided to pick a lemon. He then turned round and walked back up the path into the house to present the lemon to me, clearly a precious gift. I added it to the bowl of lemons, he looked a little perplexed (”damn, she already had some!”), and removed a different lemon and turned round and walked back into the garden and placed the new lemon at the foot of the tree. 

I love how he thinks.