If you sit and listen to your kids , who knows where that is going to go. My son told me a story about when he and his friend went out for a bike ride hell bent on camping. They ventured from Berlin and ended up in a field outside the city.
It was dark and they couldn’t see much of anything. It was quiet so that is where they pitched a tent for the night.
The following morning they woke in a picturesque field surrounded by sheep. Soon after,they were greeted by the sheep farmer who patiently questioned them as to why they were sleeping in his field.
I am not sure what story they explained to the sheep herder.
What ever it was, the farmer was okay with it.







