Baa, Baa Black Sheep

Libby and I have been fighting over this for a week now. She keeps quoting "Baa, Baa Black Sheep" and she always says "two bags full". I correct her sometimes and grit my teeth the rest of the time. When I do correct her she says, "No, two. One for the master and one for the little boy who lives down the lane." I keep trying to remind her about the dame, but she isn't interested because she is right after all. She is her daddy's little girl.