Out of the mounts of Babes

Our oldest boy (8 - almost 9) made his way into the bedroom the other night. Woken by a bad dream apparently.

The interesting thing was that he was happily waking me up at 2:52 (am) to tell me that it was 2:52 and if you read the time backwards it's still 2:52.

Lovely, needed to know that @ 2:52.