Cold

While looking at some trees that had lost their leaves:

Tiger: Those trees are cold. They need a jacket.

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Tiger: The park is for dead people.
Me: Um, no it's not. It's for kids who want to play.
Tiger: Yes, the park is where dead people can go to the park.
Me: Do you mean a cemetary? With the head stones?
Tiger: Yes. A park for dead people.