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I'm a good shopper...

JG has been attending Joyful Noise Christian Preschool for the past two years. It is a great school and we love it. Each day I ask little man what he learned, usually he talks about his friends and what they had for snack. Sometimes we talk about letters, very rarely do we get to the religious learning of the day.

The other day was no different, I picked him up and asked him what he learned, he said, "Nothing, but we had milk and Goldfish."

So, we went to Target to pick up a few things. While standing in line at the pharmacy JG turned to me and said, "I a good shopper, mom. I know my sheep." I turned and asked him to clarify what he said. He said, "That is what I learned today. I a good shopper, I know my sheep." Trying not to laugh I asked, "Isn't it, I am a good shepherd, I know my sheep?" He looked at me and said, "Oh yeah, that right, shepherd." The woman next to us had to turn around and laugh, not to offend, my son, the good shepherd.

He almost got it right. There is hope for him to become a good shopper as well. If he accomplishes that he will make someone a good husband some day.

Comments

carey said…
classic. you gotta wonder if he was looking for sheep the whole time you were at the store. "i a good shopper. now where the heck are those sheep?"

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