Me: I’m thinking of something green.
Simon: A tree!
Me: That’s right! Your turn.
Simon: I’m thinking of something yellow.
Me: Is it something you drive?
Me: Is it something you play with?
[Several more questions, all answered with “no.”]
Simon: It’s corn!
Me: Okay, Ian, it’s your turn buddy.
Ian: My turn! I’m thinking ‘bout ants. . . .
Me: Okay. I’m thinking of something red.
Simon: That’s my favorite color!
Me: I know, buddy.
Simon: Is it my lawnmower?
Simon: My lawnmower is red.
Me: Yep, but that’s not what I’m thinking of.
[Several more rounds until he guesses correctly.]
Simon: I’m thinking of something brown and bushy. . . .
Ian: My turn! I’m thinking ‘bout my faaavorite color. Broooowwwn.
Simon: I’m thinking of something brown.
Me: [After narrowing it down.] Is it a train?
Simon: It’s not the train, but it’s close. It’s what the train runs on [without waiting for me to guess]: the tracks!
Ian: My turn! I’m thinking ‘bout brown. My faaavorite color. I’m thinking ‘bout brown trains.