Ethan: “When I grow up I want to be…”
Maria: “Lawyer?”
Me: “Doctor? Professional athlete? Acclaimed Nobel Prize-winning physicist?
Ethan: “No no no. When I grow up I want to be a rhymer!”
Me: “Hmm. The pay isn’t so good for rhymers.”
Ethan. “That’s okay.”
Hmm…
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