Tuesday, May 19, 2009
When our first born grandchild, #1 Grandson, or CT was just a chubby little guy he loved to visit us, and we saw each other frequently ( we still do ) . He learned to speak fairly quickly and before he was 1 year old he could say the usual "mommy", "daddy", other words and names and he could say "poppa" for my hubby, his grandfather. However, he insisted in calling me "Baa". Why ? He could speak well enough, and I coached him often enough, but " Baa" was his name for me for almost 3 years, and he spoke quite clearly by then. Then one day it hit me, whenever my sheep hear my voice they "BAA", loudly and persistently, and whenever my grandson came over I would step out onto the porch and greet him with a loud "Hi, how are you doing little guy?". Where upon hearing my voice the whole flock would come near their gate by our front porch and begin their baas....( to hear their baas listen to video in previous post ) So all his life thus far, whenever my grandson visited me at home, his first sight and sound of me was accompanied by a loud chorus of "BAAAAAAAAAAAAA", so of course that was my name, the black and white spotted crowd nearby said so, and loudly!