Well, she's at it again, folks...
Wee Three had out the ol' nursery rhyme book, and was doing her best to read "Baa, Baa, Black Sheep" (which is one of our favourites, being knitterly, after all):
Wee Three: Baa, baa, black sheep! Have you any wool?
Yes, sir, yes, sir! Three bags full!
ONE for the master, and ONE for the dame,
(dramatic pause, accompanied by a deep scowl)
And one for the little boy WHO IS SUCH A PAIN...
I swear, people, she didn't get this from me. (Although I THINK I know the little guy she's talking about, from her Junior Kindergarten class...)
Wee Three: (in her very best choral hooligan holler)
TAKE ME OUT TO THE BAAAAAALLGAME!
Take me out with the crooooooowd!
Buy me some peanuts and AP-PLE JUICE...
See what I mean?
If she were being fed these lines by me, she would definitely have ordered a beer.