BenAnna Blog

Tonight's bedtime story from Ben went something like this. Upon discovering cotton balls stuffed into his dresser, he explained:

These are from a sheep. The sheep is dead. It died in a hotel where it was sick and there was a fire and the ambulances were all in the repair place and they couldn't come.

There were more details, but that's the general gist. Daddy loves Ben's sense of imagination, and he's never sure what will come out of his mouth next.

[Update] Apparently the sheep is ok now. The "wool" now came from a sheep that he saw at a farm in New Jersey.