While snuggling post bath, I asked Ephraim what he wanted to be when he grows up this evening.
In an Ephraim like fashion he answered, "I don't want to be anything. But I want to grow like a tree. Yes, I want to be an apple tree, with apples on me."
Ben in his literal way chimed in, "Ephraim, you know you can pretend to be a tree during the day." Because he was referring to this,
which is a tree person I told them I saw while roaming the gardens of the Opryland Hotel in Nashville.
And so they are enthralled with the concept that you could really be a tree when you grow up.
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