I don’t think I had much of a grasp of the concept of direction at the age of four (hell, I still have to think pretty hard when someone asks me whether to turn right or left), but Sebastian came up with a “game” last night as we waited for the bus at Union Station. He asked AM which way was north, noted it on a piece of paper and proceeded to ask about two more, concluding at that point that the only remaining directional must be west. He then showed us this:
We were both impressed. What a brilliant boy we have!