He's been singing a lot lately.
His number one song is Old McDonald.
His words:
Old Donnit had a farm,
Old Donnit had a faaarrrrmmmm,
Old Donnit had a farm.
There's no "E-I-E-I-O" or anything; he just repeats his version over and over.
It's very amusing!
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He's loving his time outside these days. Every morning, and many times throughout the day, he heads to the chicken barn to find the latest egg and bring it to the house for me. He's so helpful!
The other day, we were hauling cows out to pasture, and Clarence got to help with the calves. (By the way, they're babies - he's not in danger.) Matt and I were working the cows, which were all locked in the chute in the barn. Clarence was busy chasing all the calves around the barn over and over. He'd get them locked in the back, then they'd get out, and he'd chase them around all over again. He managed to get them all the way into the chute by himself (I followed to be any assistance if he needed, but he didn't need me). He was so proud of himself! I was proud of him, too. He really wants to be helpful, and that's a way that he can be without getting hurt. :)
He was rewarded with a root beer float that evening, one of his favorite treats.
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