I don’t really have anything to write about this week but I didn’t want to forget my conversation with Donovan on the way to school this morning:
Donovan: Is that Cocohontas?
Me: Yes Donovan but her name is Pocahontas with a “P”.
Donovan: Was she standing where the sheep were at Disney World?
Me: Yes, we met Pocahontas in the petting zoo area where you were petting Goats, not sheep.
Donovan: I didn’t like petting the goats.
Me: You didn’t? I thought you loved petting the goats.
Donovan: No I didn’t. They smell like corn and tomatoes and bears and they made my hand smell like fish.
Me: How do you know what a Bear smells like?
Donovan: Because I have my bear on my bed and the goats smell like my bear, corn, and tomatoes. So I don’t like petting them.
I don’t know if you thought that was funny but I couldn’t stop laughing to myself. He was so certain how goats smell that I couldn’t argue with him anymore. I wanted to write it down so I wouldn’t forget it. My little Dono.
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