Fictional Know-Abouts

A young boy once asked his mother, "Mama, why is the sky blue?
     His mother thought for a while and said, "Because other things picked the other colors first."

    "What do you mean, Mama?" He asked. 

    "Well, the dirt picked brown, the grass chose green, that car," she then pointed to a car outside the window, "chose to be red. The sun chose yellow, the clouds chose white and gray. The stars chose purple, silver, yellow, and orange. The only thing left for the sky was blue." 

    "But why did it get to choose last?" The boy said, very focused now. 

    "We'll you see, everything else thought that since the sky was so big, it'd take all the colors for itself, so they made it wait until everything else had chosen."