"when i grow up, i'm going to live in san antonio," announces my son. (what??)
"i'm going to have a green house, if they have one. or a blue one." (at first i thought he wanted to grow plants. but no, it's just color preference.)
"i'm going to have three stories." (stairs are key, apparently.)
"what are you going to do?" i asked him, hoping for a "when i grow up i want to be" conversation. (and trying to move away from the san antonio angle. whatEVER.)
"ummm... pick flowers. and maybe take showers."
no, i am not making this up. who could??
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