Five-Year-Old: Abbie, What are you going to be when you grow up?
Me: That's a good question. What do you think I should be when I grow up?
Five-Year-Old: A botanist. [NOTE: Her mother and I were just talking about her aunt, who's a botanist]
Her Three-Year-Old Brother: A teenager.
i read this to my mommy. she got a kick out of it :-)
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