Grass

On the way to school we saw a man cutting grass with a commercial lawnmower.  He stood on the back of the mower while it cut the grass.  This conversation ensued...

Hallie:  I wish Daddy could get a lawnmower like that!
Sara:  Only Daddy cuts the grass.
Mommy:  When Brooks gets bigger, he can cut the grass too.
Hallie: And when we grow up and get married, our husbands can cut the grass!
Mommy:  Yes.  Or if you want to cut it when you grow up, you can.
Hallie (considering):  Mmmm, I don't think I will.  I don't want to get all sweaty and gross.