On the way back from creche, one gorgeously sunny afternoon, we walked past a group of teenagers chilling out and relaxing on the grass verge, enjoying the sun.
Rhys: "Mammy, why is that boy lying on the grass?"
Me: "'Cos it's a nice day, and he wants to."
Rhys: "But it's not a bed," .....then he thought about it for a few seconds..... "it's a flower bed, but not a bed!"
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