Earlier this week Relia showed off her green thumb. Or as she told me "I planted a maple syrup tree!". All very exciting but with one serious downside. She expects the syrup today. She keeps asking if it's ready now. Or how about now? Now, is it?
Anyway, today while we were driving home from preschool she asked when she could have an apple tree so she would have her own apples. I decided to take the bull by the horns . . .
Me: Relia, trees take a very long time to grow up. If we planted an apple tree we wouldn't have apples for a long time.
Relia: Yes we would!
Me: No, honey, it takes a long time. Do you see these big trees on both sides of the road [points to either side of Park]. They were planted even before Nana and Grandpa were born.
Relia: Nana and Grandpa were born 100 years and . . . two weeks . . . away!
Me: 100 years and two weeks?
Relia: Yes!
Me: Um, that's not quite right honey.
Relia: (pause) Are the trees older than Grandma D?
Me: Um, some of them are.
1 comment:
100 years and two weeks. I bet they are pleased how well they have aged.
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