Here Comes the Sun

When do their little sayings stop being “cute”, and start being odd - - or in this case, just downright dangerous?

Yesterday on the way to school – a cold, clear morning – about 7 degrees Fahrenheit, the sun glistening off the snow:

“Dad, does the part of your skull above your eyebrow hurt when you stare right into the sun?”

“Well – I try not to stare directly into the sun. It’s dangerous.”

“Yeah, but when I stare into the sun, the skull above my eye really hurts.”