Purple, Purple, Purple

I’m not a purple person, or even a pink person. We love camo, gray, black, brown, tan, beige, but no girly colors have infiltrated my house! Jack has been messing with me lately (wait, lately??) and just saying random girly colors when I try to have a normal conversation with him. Grrrr!

me: Hey come here and let me fix your belt. I want to see power today in class, okay?

Jack: Purple.

me: I’m serious, just focus and have a great class.

Jack: Purple.

me: Fine, go! (he runs off)

Jack: (mouthing from across the room) Purple!

me: (shaking my head) I have no idea what he’s doing.

Jack: (using the sign language alphabet) P-I-N-K (he spells it out and then runs over to me for “double” kisses)

me: Ha ha. Very funny. What are you talking about Jack? Was “purple” too hard to sign?

Jack: Hey, you’re making fun of me! But don’t worry, you’re the best Mom in the world so I don’t take you too seriously.

I still have no idea what he’s thinking in that head of his. Any ideas??