My four year old boy loooooves those soft, furry, little sheep tails. He tells us about them all the time. Anytime we ask/tell him to do something, he just wants to talk about sheep.
Us: D2, did you brush your teeth yet?
D2: Wool, butt...
Us: D2, it's time for bed.
D2: Wool, butt....
Us: D2, finish your peas, honey.
D2: Wool, butt...
Sometimes, just for fun he talks about their beautiful, sweet, brown eyes.
Us: D2, where's your socks?
D2: Wool, eye...
It's actually kind of nice to have at least one other person in the house that appreciates a sheep's sacrifice as much as I do.
Sigh, Ruth!
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When he gets older you better watch out.
wool balls
Teachers ARE amazing. I am exhausted after an hour in my kids' classes and always feel like I need to nap for the rest of the day. I chaperoned a field trip to Legoland last week and still haven't recovered.
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