I was at the computer last night and Richard suddenly came up to me and asked, "Is it okay if I think some girls are prettier than you? Would you be upset?" I, of course, told him I wouldn't be upset in the least, and assured him that I think many, many girls are prettier than me. I then asked which girls he was thinking about and he said, "I don't know, I'd have to see them."
So, I went to people.com's celebrity directory and just started clicking on various actresses to see which ones he would deem as prettier than me. Turns out, there are quite a few that rank higher than me. In fact, all but two.
Anyway, I then clicked on Drew Barrymore, and as soon as he saw her he said:
"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes! I love girls like her. Bright girls... that glow. It's like she has sun cheeks."
That might be the most wonderful description of beauty I have ever heard. And he's only seven.