One of my best girlfriends sent this to me this morning. I wanted to share cause it is out of the mouths of babes. Her son is Four by the way.


I have a cute story for you. When I picked up Adam from preschool he had some artwork to bring home. One was a painting of literally all green paint. I asked him what it was and he said "grass". His teacher was there and overheard us. She told me that as a group, they were all supposed to draw "cows in the meadow" and Adam didn't want to. Furrownig my brow, I asked him why not.
"Well" he said,"I wanted to keep my grass nice like Daddy does. The cows would eat up the grass and besides they like buttercups and I didn't feel like drawing those on my grass."

We kept it at that. I imagined what a cow or two would do to the grass in our backyard, and perhaps he has a point.