For my sister’s 20th birthday, I figured I should get her something suitably adult and forthright, to celebrate her passage out of the teens and into my decade.

So I got her a Magic Tree, which we grew together in a few hours the night of her birthday.  Beautiful, no?

Don’t ask me about the chemicals involved, or the toxicity.  It sells for a few bucks at Twigs and Teacups,  in the children’s section, and neither of us have died yet.  She is keeping it out of reach of her dogs, though…