On the way home from basketball camp yesterday, Jack and I were driving through the valley. He pipes up from the back seat.
Jack: Umm, yeah, I would never want to live on a farm.
Me: Oh yeah? Why's that?
Jack: Well....I don't like when animals get all up in my face.
...pause...
Jack: I mean, I don't mind when Clementine gets in my face, but it's the cows. I don't like when they get in my face.
Who are these cows? And where are their parents? I'll go take care of this for you, don't you worry Jackie.
1 comment:
It's all in a childs perspective. Love him.
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