I have been blessed with amazing sons. Thank you all for your lovely comments.
I do think that children see things in black or white. Whilst we adults wallow in the uncertain grey part in the middle. After Matt was killed his little friend, who he called 'snotty simon' for obvious reasons, knocked on the door. This little lad would have been about 5. He had four older brothers and a younger sister. Snotty Simon said 'Matt has got some football boots hasent he? I said yes. 'Can I have them?' 'I dont know where they are love.' 'I do, says SS, 'Matt said I could have them and he has hidden them behind the settee.
Will you look? 'Course I will love.'
Pulled the settee away from the wall and there were the football boots, brand new, shiny, no mud etc etc. I knew they were there, he told me, can I have them?'
Off trotted SS his Mum was mortified and brought him and the boots back to our house. I just said that Matt wanted him to have them and off they went.
Thats what I mean - children see things in black or white. They dont do the grey part - the part that made my emotions race when SS asked me for the boots.
Wish I was a child sometimes. xxx