The boy saw some goats. He wanted to take one home. He asked the goat’s mommy. She said no. He asked him mommy. She said no. So instead the boy let the goats chew on his clothes. (How do you like this writing style?? Yeah, I know. I’m getting tired of it too.) Here are some pictures of some goats.
A boy saw an ostrich.
An ostrich saw a boy.
The ostrich scared and delighted the boy.
More tales to come:
- The Goats
- The Camel
- The Pig
I write these posts.
Our 7 year old smarty pants who
has perfected the smirk
Here is a link to Jackson's blog.
He dictates, I type.
Our 3 year old menace with
the angelic face
