“I’m going to become an astronaut”, declared the older one during a lengthy discussion on the planets in the solar system. “Then I can see the rings of Saturn, and play with the mice on Io. I can paint more colours on Jupiter, and play with Pluto, the smallest one.”
“Do you want to be an astronaut too”, I asked the younger one. “There are normally two astronauts in rocket, so both of you can be one.”
“No, I don’t want to be an astronaut”, he snorted. “I want to be a rocket. Rockets have fire.”
The things they say!