| One day, when Emerson came over to the house to play, I asked him if he would go out and collect the eggs from the chicken coop for me. It saved me a trip from having to go out, plus, he loves to find them almost as much as I do. So, he went in the house and got the plastic container to collect the eggs, and then skipped off to the chicken coop. In the meantime, I got to doing things with Evie and it wasn't until about 30 minutes later that I hollered out to Emerson, asking if he had collected the eggs for me? He proudly brought the eggs over to me and I thanked him when he still was standing a little distance from me. It wasn't until he was right by my side, that I was able to see the details of his collected eggs. On every single egg, he had drawn a smiley face, saying that they were 'happy chickens'. |
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