Clara: Baa baa sheep?
(This is Clara asking me to sing Baa Baa Black Sheep)
I thought I'd try something new since Clara is sometimes a little shy to sing with someone else. So I started singing and paused at intervals to see what she would do.
Me: Baa baa black sheep. (intentional pause)
Clara: (looks at me for a beat) Have any woo.
Me: Yes sir. Yes sir.
Clara: (shorter pause) Three bag full.
Clara. (pause) Master. (pause) Dame.
Me: And one for the little girl who lives down the lane.
Clara: Baa baa black sheep.
Me: Have you any wool...yes sir, yes sir,
Clara and Me: Three bags full.
Needless to state, this was met by a rousing round of applause from me and Gerald. Clara graciously joined in and clapped for herself.
|Clara, milk and water in hand, about to slide.|