That's the look of a boy who always seem to have something up his sleeve. Or maybe something up in his head; a new antic, a new quip, a question that leads to another question. Sometimes it gets harder and harder distracting Paolo from going on with his questions, but it's all good. We have an explorer and at his age, that's a good thing.
Tell me, how do you answer a question as "Why do they call it Olympus?" referring to the mountain of the Greek gods. Fortunately, answering truthfully with "I don't know" is acceptable to him. At other times, I try to come up with an explanation, feeding his imagination some more and then seeing his eyes glow at the stories. But he's really a smart boy. He himself would put an end to the fantastic make-believe tales if it gets too much out-of-this world. Apparently, little kids also have a limitation to fiction.
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