Some things do not change. Today Fiona brought in the last of the tomatoes and arranged them on the window ledge to ripen from small to large, left to right. But she  made a couple of mistakes in the size progression of the tomatoes. I knew with total certainty that when Miles sat down for his tea next to those tomatoes   he would order them in size correctly because he has done that  since he was   two years old. So, just before the lad sat down to eat his tea he arranged the tomatoes from small to large in perfect ascending order left to right. Some things do not change. God bless him.