Conversations With a Three-year-old

I am crouched down and at his eye level. He walks up to me and points
at his chest, on which is a picture of a rhino, "Look!" he says,
excited, "A pig!"
"Well, close," I tell him, "What kind of looks like a pig but has a
horn? It's a rhino, right? You have a rhino on your shirt!"
"Ok!"  he says, then, looking down, "My shoes are black!"
"Yes, I see!"
"And I have sleeves!" he adds, tugging at his shirt.
"What color are your sleeves?" I ask him.
He looks and debates, then turns his face up to me, answering before
meandering off, "Lellow!"