One of my kids' favorite games to play when we're trying to pass time, is "I Spy." For those not familiar with it, what happens, is one person says, "I spy something yellow." (Or blue, or round, or soft, etc.) And the other person has to look around and figure out what it is.
Yesterday, my son and I were at the doctor's office. And as usually is the case, the doctor was running late. So we began a game of "I Spy."
We did a few rounds. Then it was my son's turn, again. "I spy something orange."
I looked around. The only orange things I saw were the orange dots on the carpet. "The orange spots on the carpet," I said.
"Which one?" he asked.
"What do you mean, which one? There are thousands here!"
"Guess which one!"
I pointed to several on the floor around us. None of them were it. Finally I gave up. "Which one is it?" I asked.
"The one under your shoe!"
I lifted my foot.
"That one," he said, pointing to an orange dot that had been under my foot the entire time.
"Wait a minute," I said. "You could not have possibly spied that particular spot, because it wasn't in your field of vision!"
"But Mama, I have X-ray vision. I can see everything - even if it's under your foot!"