Hobbits, Hobbits Everywhere

  I was telling my Idaho grandson last month that I had bought the book The Hobbit months ago and haven't yet read it.  He encouraged me to read it, telling me that it was a great book and I would love it.....Well, I had the book.  I may as well read it.  After all, I love the Lord of the Ring movies!  So, I read it.  And I LOVED it.
Bilbo Baggins is now one of my very favorite characters.  You have to read it, you, too, will love it.
There's only one problem.  Since I read the book I see hobbits everywhere and not only hobbits but dwarfs too.
I cannot go into town to run errands without seeing a funny little hobbit with huge, hairy feet.  I was at church today, in my classroom with the door open.  I was waiting for my primary students and as I was looking out the door what do you think I saw?  YES, a hobbit.  Now, I realize that this hobbit was not really a hobbit at all.  He was just a slightly funny looking little 3 or 4 year old boy, but honestly he looked like a hobbit to me.  However, I knew that he wasn't really a hobbit, he had shoes on.