"I love seeing all the different wildflowers out this late in the year. It's because of the rain, right?"
"Right. Did you ever learn all the names? Didn't you buy a Colorado wildflower book?"
"I did. Well... I kind of learned them."
A period of silence followed while I waited in vain for him to ask me what "kind of" meant. Finally I explained without him asking.
"There are some yellow ones with black centers. There are some big white ones. There are the gold ones. There are the tall purple ones. I see the little gold ones, too."
"Sounds like you're learning the names really fast," he said. He never even cracked a smile.