As we were coming back from ballet this morning (a class that didn't happen - the teacher was sick) Millie said to me "Mummy, what are the sheep eating?" I was very pleased because usually I say that to her and we have all sorts of bizarre suggestions. So, eager to play along I said, "Oh, ummmm, butterfly cakes?"
"No, mummy, they do not like beef stew!"
But they do like cake and cucumber and cauliflower?! Apparently so.
"OK, how about pizza?"
I have a feeling the sheep's name may actually be Millie.