Sitting in the backyard, D. looked up at our rustling palm trees and said, "No one has two palm trees in their backyard." (I thought about that. Palm trees in one's yard doesn't seem too out of the ordinary, but I didn't say anything.) "Or stairs out their back door that go UP to their backyard." (Yeah, that's a little unusual, but we do live on a hill, so there are probably others.) "Or a bathtub like that," he said pointing. (No, not too many bathtubs like that, I readily and happily admit.)
