While we were stopped at a light on the way home from small group this evening Harvey pointed out the water feature—a fountain waterfall thingy outside a hotel or office park—that he enjoys seeing every week. "There's the water!" he said. For my part, I was amazed at how loud the crickets were at that particular intersection, so I mentioned them to him. "Crickets in the water." he said.
"No," I told him, "Crickets don't live in the water. They need air like we do. They live in the grass."
"And trees!" he said. We've talked about this before. After a moment or two, he adds, "Crickets aren't fish."
I have to say I was kind of impressed. It sure is fun to watch his ability to think abstractly—and to express his thinking—grow by leaps and bounds. I don't hang out with a lot of two-year-olds, but I'm going to go out on a limb anyways and say that ours is particularly exceptional.