A: I'm going to grow bigger and longer so I'll be able to reach tall things because I'll be longer (stretching arms and legs in front of him as if they were stretching before our eyes). And I'll be able to reach and taller and stuff and TREES. And I'll be bigger to reach tall things.
M: But what if you get so big and tall that you don't fit in my lap? How will I read you stories?
A: (Thinking....) (Puts his hand on top of his head and presses down) Then you'll have to smoosh me and smoosh me until I'm little again. (He jumps in my lap and presses my hands down on his head.) Smoosh me, Mommy.
M: Now you are a perfect fit. Let's read your book.
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