My ears were straining to hear the conversation this afternoon.
Levi: My great grandpa gave me an ipad. I love him so much! My great grandpa died and became a flower.
Joshua: I want to die too!
Phoebe: Why?
Joshua: So I can become a flower.
Oliver: When I die I'm going to be a peanut.
Suddenly the children stopped and stared at me expectantly.
Me: Ahhhmmm... I'm going to be fertilizer.
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