reminiscing the good ol' days when all we have to do is play..
and so charlotte would know the lyrics next time she sings this nursery rhyme
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn.
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where is the boy that looks after the sheep?
"He's under the haycock, fast asleep."
Will you wake him? "No, not I;
For if I do, he'll be sure to cry."
